Friday, May 18, 2007
Green doggies
We had lots of rain today which is always an event of great joy in one’s life. Not that one lives in the middle of the Sahara or anything. No, one is quite besahara that way. It is just that one really really likes the rain. (And if you are thinking of something clever about connecting Megha with the rain, I assure you that it stopped being clever about ten years ago.) But today’s rain was extra nice. You see, this was not the garden sprinkler on a hot summer afternoon kind. (Ooh, those are so much fun too, no?) This was a proper rain, the Zakir Hussain performing on your roof kind.
Of course, one promptly headed out and settled on the grass as one is wont to doing at such moments. The kindly neighbors have come to expect this behavior so no eyes were batted or bowled whatsoever. Their little doggy however, came bounding over, wondering what the fuss was about. And then a very cosmic coming-together-of-events happened.
Puppy came over sniffing, one looked at puppy, puppy looked at one, the song bole re puppy haraa sprung into one’s mind, one was struck with the realization that bole re papiharaa is in fact a Miyaan Ki Malhar composition1, which happens to be a rain raaga, there was a blinding flash of light and a big boom and suddenly, just like that, the dots connected.
Linking Tansen to green dogs. There will be retributions for this one, for sure.
In other news from the countryside, one has been muchly busy with that little thing called work and so one has not been posting and neither has two. But thank you for keeping the commentspace of the previous post alive despite my disappearance, and please to continue to do the same here. Apna hi ghar samjho and all that. I know one hasn’t responded to your comments in a while too, but pliss to excuse this one time. We have much to say and by golly, we shall eventually say it. As they taught us in high school mathematics — Weshall / come Σ day.
Yaaaaay!
Me fust :)
Just too many comments gush out in response to the post:
1 Zakir Hussain, the bongsong which gushes out is the Kabir Suman composition which was prompted by the lovely sight of his daughter getting up and smiling at the world in the morning: tue heshe uthle surjo lojja paye … doi haathe taali dile Zakir Hussain tabla bajano chhedo payara poshen! When Megha posts, momma is likely to be similarly affected :)
2 Loved Ludwig’s post and the response it evoked here. From Begumpet to Boston, it is.
3 Footnote? All the notes in this piece, sound just right- pitch tone scales and all.
4 Green dog you say? Arent we all Greens dog lovers and by extension incorrigible curly-tailed dogs? Heres to more Green-pieces!
Okay, enuf
Friday, May 18, 2007 @ 1:19 AM
Hmmm… We want the other sixteen’s opinion also on green doggies and zakir hussain tabla music types rain.. One’s opinion was too much to handle, so pliss not to give all the seventeen opinions at one go.. :)
Sad that all seventeen are busy with work.. pliss think of all those ppl who keep hitting F5 day in and day out to get the updates from a walk in the clouds.. :D
Enjoyed the footnotes, specially the idea of nested footnotes.. :D
Regards,
Ganga
Friday, May 18, 2007 @ 1:41 AM
bole re puppy haraa… LOL…
if it was dharam paaji’s kuttey (ke bacche)…. would it singing “bole re puppy haraam zaade“?
i is taking some cover… bye
Friday, May 18, 2007 @ 7:13 AM
welcome back meghamadness ! had been scouring your blog to find debonair detectives staring back stonily for a LONG time
Friday, May 18, 2007 @ 7:39 AM
jinchikkiri jin.. post pura sadvaka mundE “Green doggies” reference elgindi.. eyy Tippiri Tippiri Tippiri
parantu.. ippaTikE saTkaainchi unna dimaag mee blaagulu sadivi sadivi inkinta saTkaainchindani kanpharm aindi.. aakhir kaar malla inTiki chErE soochanalu kanpisthunnai
varsham anTe anta shauk unTe maa ooriki ranDri - debbaki deyyam odultadi :P
mee retributions sangatEndO gani, maakaite fulldam time pass aitundi - of course, meerEShETi PJ laki shaasti jargaalsindE :D
Translation - Overjoyed with the fact that I got the “Green doggies” reference without reading the entire post.. Celebrated that with dancing to the Hyderabadi teenmaar, no less.
but, this confirmed that I am getting closer and closer to home, thanks to you!
If you like rain so much, you must visit Seattle! Could be therapeutic :P
dont know about retributions, but we are having a lot of fun here! Of course, you deserve some for the PJ’s
ps1: thanks for the link to Ludwig’s blog!
ps2: No, we are not power star’s fans - couldnt find a better visual of the Hyderabadi teenmaar.
ps3: Home in Hyderabad was literally near Erragadda - an RTC bus stop away :D
ps4: Only you get to have all the fun with the footnotes kya? Tried using the footnotes looking at the source, but no luck.
Friday, May 18, 2007 @ 8:19 AM
SVIBOMM has to ask this… You talk mostly about One. Apart from the occasional mention of Two, where are other 15? Why is One monopolizing the blog?
That said, what did the green puppy say? Was he green naturally, or was it some effect of rain? Or was it something he ate earlier?
Friday, May 18, 2007 @ 12:02 PM
Abooo too much !!! Pure pointless fun. Green doggies, it seems. And did I hear lots of rain? Then you must come to Seattle as [deitaDi] pointed out. So when are you coming?
Friday, May 18, 2007 @ 4:35 PM
Groan!!! Man, you’re something.
Friday, May 18, 2007 @ 4:38 PM
[Tue heshe uthle] How many times you change your name, baba. Uff.
Song sounds adorable. Not heard song, can’t find song online, despite repeated hunts for Kabir Suman, Suman Chatterjee and Sumaner Gaan. (If anyone knows about this song, pliss to provide an online source to listen to it.) And yes, curly-tailed dog wonly we are. The phrase my mom used the most on me as a kid was kukka toka vankara. Now you know why I call you mommy :)
[Gangadhar] One opinion isn’t enough, eh? Glutton for punishment, are we? And sorry for using liberal amounts of vanishing cream lately. But look at it this way - Am working more so I can build that retirement fund sooner, so I can retire faster and then be a full time blogger. So it is a good thing for everyone, no?
[iyer education] Tsk tsk and elephant’s tsk. Gaali galochofying on my pure and pristine blog. Tauba tauba. Aaj kal ke chhokre. But think about it, if it was Dharam paaji’s kutte ka bachcha, Dharam paaji would have sipped off all its blood, no? Will it really be in a position to mouth profanities after that?
[serendipity] Heh heh. Am as relieved as you are :) It is a disturbing feeling when your own blog greets you every morning with the visual of a coy Shakila biting her finger between her teeth.
[deitaDi aka closet Power Star fan] Thank you for that visual guide to the Hyderabadi teenmaar. You have filled a long pending gap in our education. You grew up in Erragadda? Boy there’s a cosmic joke, if ever there was one :) And about Seattle rain - You see, we like rain. We don’t want to have to experience rain three hundred days of the year, and thus hate rain. So to save the world from a whole new cleverness about how a Megha cannot hate the rain, I shall avoid Seattle. Plus we have Nor’easters in the New England area, which is the closest I get to experiencing India-style cyclones. So, in true Deewar style I have to say - Mere paas nor’easter hai, tumhaare paas kya hai? :)
ps .. no you cannot do footnotes. Well, actually you can, but not the way you tried to do them. The comments section itself is an anchor tag, so using multiple anchors will mess things up. Please to adjust with ps-es instead. Or if you are really particular, I’ll explain it aaram se another time.
[fleiger] Okay, I know I will regret this but - SVIBOMM? The other fifteen get mentioned on the blog from time to time, but their ideas and thoughts tend to be too radical for public consumption. So, staying in sync with the recent trends of censorship and suppression of free-speech, we have silenced the rest and only let One and Two do the talking.
And this was some love triangle business, it seems. Another cutie female that the puppy had his eyes on, was giving bhaav to a bigger, studlier dog. Obviously our pal couldn’t handle it and was going green with envy and what not. Standard filmi drama, nothing new.
[Mythili] Yes, what to do, this is what happens when I work too much. And about Seattle’s rain and all, pliss to see our reaction to [deitaDi] :)
[KG] What thing?
Friday, May 18, 2007 @ 6:23 PM
happiness is a new comment…
hee hee hoo hoo hee hee [this is us tickled because the choultry is inspiring the maniac]
we have a thingy on weird animals in songs. peruse. add more. VISIT MY BLOG!!!
:P
whew. too much self dabba, kadaa…
Saturday, May 19, 2007 @ 7:47 AM
SVIBOMM: Small Voice In the Back Of My Mind (rhymes with Sweden). It insists that “all voices look out for each other” or something like that :(
So, are we going to get censored Megha now? Come on…
Oh, green with envy huh… Would like to know more about the the puppy-love story.
Saturday, May 19, 2007 @ 12:08 PM
Hi Megha….for us IR fans it is raining sugar these days-
http://www.lyricsmasti.com/2344/Songs_Of_Movie_Cheeni-Kum.html
The song tunes are all repeat but they are still addictive and I think they are more simpler for the wider Indian audience to appreciate compared to Shiva 2006
Saturday, May 19, 2007 @ 12:37 PM
LOL! quiet nice… and speaking of the ‘puppy hara’ I distinctly remember an old classmate of mine trying to make some joke out of it. He was lynched. Just goes to show some people have NO sense of humour.
Sunday, May 20, 2007 @ 5:47 AM
Nishe. Very nishe. Green dogs eh! If papa Rakesh Roshan sees this, he would coin one more blockbuster titled ” Tansen meets Kumar, the alien doggie “(any references to Kishun K is purely coincidental) with beta Hrithik taking up any of the lead characters from what I have seen from history.
BTW, My friend over there “saw one rim fall near the gym”. Hope all the parties (one, puppy hara) are doing fine if this happened close to a gym. Oh no! what beast did I poke up. Oh well, it was due anyway with couple of posts here started to make lot of sense.
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Sunday, May 20, 2007 @ 12:48 PM
[Megha]
Hmmm… In the larger interest of the society we will wait for the One to finish working and set up a huuugggeee retirement fund soon so that we will get the madness dose at smaller, regular intervals.. Pliss to note that we are ready to help you in retirement planning.. (Me myself has twin “tires”, so re-tire is no big deal.. :D )
Punishment?? :-0 What punishment?? me comes here looking for pure, unadulterated fun.. in extra large, made to order, tailored to fit doses.. Long time back, the tall guy with weird white beard and lots of relatives proved that i can survive on a tall glass of hot chocolate alone, along with lots and lots of doses of madness.. Pliss to keep inking in order for survival of this ‘paavam’ entity.. :)
And coming back to Seattle, (oops.. came to know that one cant come back to the place one currently is in.. ok.. whatever)..
a. It doesn’t rain for 300 days in a year.. (ok.. 299 is close, bit 300 is too much.. ;) )
b. And when it does, Seattle looks awesomely beautiful.. When it rains, it doesn’t pour… It just keeps drizzling steadily, sometimes heavily, sometimes lightly.. similar to the serene music emanating from a wizard’s flute.. makes you want to dance in the rain.. :)
c. Ohh come on.. Megha and not liking rain.. So, its only a walk in the clouds that MnM likes.. is it? not a pouring down :( hamare paas nor easter hai neither wester hai might be a correct reply then..
And lastly, what happened to the ‘haraa’ puppy?? Did it win in the end, like all standard bollywood good-triumphs-over-evil, substance-over-style kinda movies??
Sunday, May 20, 2007 @ 8:05 PM
Sorree for the laang comment.. Side effects of being jobless in Seattle during a rainy Sunday afternoon.. ;)
Regards,
Ganga
Sunday, May 20, 2007 @ 8:07 PM
Haven’t seen a puppy quite take centrestage like this after the late unlamented Teri Meherbaaniyaan …
Whereas we woulda appreciated, say, a Rain is Falling ChamaChamCham post.
Or even a TipTipTip Baarish Shuroo Ho Gayi post.
(If not Shilpa Shirodkar in Gopi Kishen, whatsiname song only remember images : ) post) .
Monday, May 21, 2007 @ 4:23 AM
“In other news from the countryside” … Sighhh.
She’s a City Kind Of Girl, the gent said. But she continues to pretend otherwise.
All this looking at each other only in the city, in the desh toh this kind of aankh milaoing @you looking doggie and vice versa means discreet shots of flowers taking puppiyaan jhappiyaan next.
Monday, May 21, 2007 @ 4:27 AM
“But thank you for keeping the commentspace of the previous post alive despite my disappearance” …
Cootchie toh log kahenge
logon ka kaam hai kehna
: )
Post yours, commentspace ours!
Monday, May 21, 2007 @ 4:30 AM
Apnon mein rahe, yaa gairon mein
footnote ki jagah, toh hai pairon mein ….
Sigh I think tis esp heartless that you post link to Footnotes in Superscript. Seems sneering : (
Monday, May 21, 2007 @ 4:34 AM
“Okay enough.”
I am not in my own transport, however.
Apne hii bus mein nahiii main …
We shall return!
Monday, May 21, 2007 @ 4:40 AM
“You gots an opinion, precious? ”
Deal’s butt should never come in way of profit no ?
Monday, May 21, 2007 @ 4:43 AM
Green doggies are such a soothing sight for jaded eyes.
All tensan over tansen is smoothed away with such vivid brushes of adrenaline rush!
We like all the puppies and also the hugs.
:)
Monday, May 21, 2007 @ 1:52 PM
[megha]: So, you went all Falstaff on us. Footnotes it seems :P And footnotes inside footnotes even.
The things that WP plugins make you do. Pfft only! But having said that, one realizes that one needs to ask you a question. Will send a buggy email as usual. Only you should not ignore as usual! :P
Monday, May 21, 2007 @ 3:15 PM
And, pray do tell me what “whee” is! One has been immensely confused looking at this word.
Monday, May 21, 2007 @ 3:25 PM
[small Bahu Begum] Self dabba aa? You aa? Nevvvver. In fact people should learn from you how to do subtill promotion of their blog, I would say. And I noticed your post mentions telephone dhun mein hansne waali which was going to be the topic of my next post. This time we’re not going to give you any credit though. Bah.
[fleiger] You aren’t getting censored Megha now. You always got censored Megha. It is the only Megha you have ever known. Aren’t you glad now? :)
About the puppy love story - Puppy-hara is a bit of an underdog. He’s new to the neighborhood (which explains why he was puzzled to find me on the grass), he’s small in build and not particularly good with women. (He’s the dog equivalent of sad geek misfit, basically.) The other dude is a bit of a stud, the most popular dog on the property, loudest bark, lots of bling, yada yada. It is understandable that the babe-dogs tend to gravitate towards him. Some are known to even drop their voice down to a husky whisper and go woof. It remains to be seen what happens next.
[Bhanu] Ooh yes! I have been listening to Cheeni Kum lately and I quite like it! I realize that the tunes are all reused from his earlier works (spent some time wondering about the origins for each of them, but thanks to [Anantha], I have three of them figured out). I particularly liked how he turned the relatively sadder Mouna Raagam number into the chirpy title song of Cheeni Kum. And Shreya sounds ridiculously sweet. I mean there is sweet and there is diabetic and Shreya sometimes runs the risk of tending towards the latter, making me wish for cheeni kum. But on the whole, it has wider appeal, like you said.
[Sense] Aw, what a pity. Hope he eventually found himself an appreciative audience? :)
[gvenum]
Rimjhim gire saawan .. Uh oh. The monster is making a return, it seems?
[India Counts] Thanks. Will do!
[Gangadhar]
Er? Who be this? Am I going to regret asking? My retirement plan (ouch on the ‘re-tire’ joke, by the way!) involves siphoning money to secret bank accounts in the Cayman Islands, so am not sure if law-abiding citizens like you want any part of it.
Now for Seattle - (Aside to self: I need to do something about this Seattle lobby that is coming together in my commentspace. Need to gather my Boston/New England forces.) - Just to clarify, I love Seattle and have visited it a couple of times too! And I do love rain in all forms, the gentle drizzle, the heavy downpour, the cyclonic windstorm .. and walking in the clouds, of course :) Having said that, I also love sunshine and cannot survive without it. And cloudy days, two hundred ninety-nine days of the year gets a leetill overwhelming .. that’s all I’m saying :)
The Puppy-hara story is still unfolding, so there’s no clear winner yet. Please see my reply to [fleiger] above for details! Updates shall be provided as and when we have some.
ps .. We heartily endorse long comments. As I said, apna hi ghar samjho :)
[PuppyLick Enemy] Whatisthees, I say? I am telling cute doggie stories here and you are talking about dogs who lick themselves inappropriately in public? Chee chee! Have you no shame? And yesh, Teri Meherbaniyan is no aira-gaira movie. It is the only time that a dog had more screen time than the human lead. (Then again with Jackie Shroff as the lead, one can hardly blame the dog. Or the director.) And just when you thought that was unkind enough, they kill the hero and kept the dog alive. But the thing one remembers the most from this movie is the abysmally badly sung title song that is picturized on the dog. Playback singing for a dog. That must have been a career low for someone, am sure. (Mohammed Aziz or Shabbir Kumar, not sure which.)
Sacrilege! No mention of the Anu Malik sung dekho baarish ho rahi hai, it’s raining it’s raining its raaaiiiiininnnng?
[Rustic Balma] I’m a country pumpkin .. um .. I mean bumpkin. Total gaaon ki gori. All this pappiyaan-jhappiyaan business makes me shy.
[Wood Lord] Boy someone’s going crazy in the commentspace, isn’t he? Took the apna ki ghar samjho thing very seriously, it seems :)
[ForgetMe(foot)Not(e)] Clever name. Ghunghroo ki tarah and all. Too much respectibility to green doggies and forgetful feet, one thinks.
Au contraire, I was shooting for balance. Trying to even out the downs in life with some ups.
[FollytheLeader] Sigh. The monster is back.
[Deal’s butt]
Dil ki baat kahin lab pe na aa jaaye Deal’s butt?!? Groan.
[Bloo-Roo] Arrey! What are you doing encouraging the pappiyaan-jhappiyaan? You are supposed to be on my side, no?
[anantha] Yesh! It is a fancy thing to do, we are told. That is why we proclaimed it with such pride and all. But what WP plugin? You don’t need to use a WP plugin to do a simple footnote. That is like wrapping your hand around your head just to hold your nose! But now that you’ve mentioned it, we shall go look at the plugin, for sure. New toy, after all. And whee? Tumhein whee nahin maloom? Let us explain this better by enlisting the help of my favorite two characters - the ubiquitous Ramgarh-vaasis -
Villager One: Arrey, ye whee kya hota hai, bhai?
Villager Two: Jab Megha khush hoti hai, to woh wheee kehti hai ..
Villager One: Par ye Megha khush kyon hoti hai?
Like that wonly.
Monday, May 21, 2007 @ 4:30 PM
It did rain the other day here too. Yes, I agree it was a Zakir Hussain tabla recital.
Monday, May 21, 2007 @ 4:31 PM
[The Pilgrim] Ah lovely! Welcome to the blog, by the way.
Monday, May 21, 2007 @ 4:35 PM
Someone whined about the comment editing script on this blog, so here I am, testing it out.
Windy windy one time.
Windy windy two times.
Soon there will be a tornado, at this rate.
Whoooooosh.
Monday, May 21, 2007 @ 5:01 PM
I shall post another test comment. Don’t pay attention to me.
Can I edit this? I think I can.
Editing again. Take that, you detractors!
Monday, May 21, 2007 @ 5:17 PM
yay i commented (1). some things don’t change, eh? :) Miyan ki malhar is such an awesome raga. (piya tora kaisa abhimaan from raincoat?)
1. Actually just so i could do this(2)
2. Footnote in footnote in comment
Monday, May 21, 2007 @ 5:32 PM
I e hat squiggles and their assorted laughing cronies! I did not like the interrobang either and it has not been since 1967.
Hmmmm….
Monday, May 21, 2007 @ 5:43 PM
And how do the laughing cronies just land up at the slightest mention of certain words? I sense a conspiracy!
Monday, May 21, 2007 @ 5:44 PM
[heh heh] Yay you commented! Nah, guess some things don’t :)
Piya tora kaisa sounds more Maru Bihag than Miyan Ki Malhar to me. Lovely raagas, both.
[anantha] You ‘e hat’ squiggles aa? What is this new emotion? Involves wearing a cyber-hat, it seems? And why the angst against Squiggles? And who are these laughing cronies? I didn’t hear any laughing? And what makes you think that the interrobang is back? All confusing, this is.
What word did you mention, by the way?
Monday, May 21, 2007 @ 5:57 PM
Bah!
Monday, May 21, 2007 @ 6:20 PM
[anantha] I asked a curious question, that’s all. Thirst for knowledge, quest for learning and so on :)
Monday, May 21, 2007 @ 6:25 PM
[All] I have been pretty much ordered to explain my “e hat” comment to everyone here. Which is like asking Einstein to explain Relativity to pre-schoolers, not that there is anything wrong with it. Just that those pre-schoolers will grow up to be annoying 8 year olds like the kind that always stares up at the night sky and counts the stars with the fingers of one palm while pointing at them with a finger from the other. And promptly loses count after 5.
What, you call that cute? Precocious? I call that annoying. Haven’t you see that Hindi movie where a now-bald Khan asks another gay/not gay Khan if he knows him better as the “telleyphone man”.
Anyways, “e hat” is a word from Ray Barone’s secret code that he uses to write his journal as a teenager. It’s a substitute for “hate”. Anytime he wants to hide information in his journal from his mother he takes the last letter out and puts it ahead of the others. For e.g. a ananth means anantha. You get the drift, don’t you?
So, I hate squiggles. There, I said it!
So children, go now. Watch your Dora (or Diego) and eat your broccoli. And remember. When counting the stars with the fingers in your hand, always keep a pencil and more than one piece of paper handy.
Monday, May 21, 2007 @ 6:34 PM
[anantha] Ooh. I have several things to say. Bullet point list, I shall make! Whee!
* We didn’t order you to explain. Order would involve our saying - Oye Anantha, do this. We didn’t use oye, therefore no order. We asked. Rather politely, we might add. We even said please. And as you know, our saying please and requesting you to do something happens as often as Koena Mitra winning the Best Actress National Award. So please to not treat it lightly.
* Methinks you secretly shed a tear or two when the cute sardarji kid said - tussi jaa rahe ho? tussi na jaao! That’s why all this angst against star-counting kids. And c’mon, it’s not like they are star-kids or anything. They’re just counting. Since when has a mathematical bent of mind been a crime?
* Squiggle is a call center employee in some southern Indian town. She probably answers to a more Americanized name like Nancy or Julie, but at heart she’s just a simple Indian girl. Brings perugu annam in her tiffin dabba, even. Plus she’s underpaid and overworked, much like you, and her only purpose on this blog is to be a tester, everytime you or one of your ilk complains about some feature. So please to not hate Squiggle. What she needs is empathy from Dalapathi.
* A Ananth was my classmate in Class IV. He has the dubious distinction of being the first ever member of the opposite sex who offered to kiss me. No really. It wasn’t so much an expression of desire to kiss or making a move. He said, and I quote almost verbatim - ‘I will give you one kiss if you want’. Yes, much fun it was. Maybe A Ananth should be introduced to call-center Julie. Their progeny will probably fix bugs over the phone and offer the caller the option of getting one (just one) kiss at the end of the call.
Okay. I go now.
Monday, May 21, 2007 @ 7:18 PM
Aah… I guess I am talking for all (ok, majority counts for all in democracy) here when I say, we want to hear more from 9 and 10…
And don’t underestimate the Little Greeny… You can’t say when your little neighbourhood geek can turn into friendly neighbourhood Spidey (Now that’s a visual… Spider-dog. At least, he won’t be green anymore, but I digress) or Superdog or Shaktidog or any other of assorted briefs-over-pants superdogs (Do dogs wear briefs?). That, and the true blue tradition of Hindi films is on his side, so I am rooting for “and they chewed bones happily ever after…”
Monday, May 21, 2007 @ 7:46 PM
A Ananth, please to keep away. Let bhai gones be by god gones. Anantha is here and is nice man.
Squiggles, squiggles. Sighhhh. So Squiggles is what she calls herself here.
She does not call herself Nancy or Julie, I’ll have you know. She is known as Sue-Ellen. (I bought that Mills n Boon for her). (My own friends call me Dickie, and always they laugh when I tell name, so I have lots of friends too. Not just American, but also English).
Though one of my friends said to call her ChopSuey, she always cuts me short.
She hangs around here because of chances of meeting people from Boston and New England and all. I tell her, so what, all these people would also have been from places like Tagarapavalasa like me only. But she just shakes her mallipoo and walks off. Her amma keeps telling her not so subtly, Ramasubbudu manchi abbaayi. Puts extra perugu annam in tiffin box for me too. But she always wants to eat Burger and all that. Says it will help her to acclimatise. So I have to eat full dabba.
But don’t understand me wrong. Very nice girl she is. Very hardworking too.All the time she spends on testing and testing, no appreciation only these Yanks.
One day she will realise all these people, empty dabbas only, no perugu inside, will come back to me.
Monday, May 21, 2007 @ 9:50 PM
[fleiger] Okie baba, what you read here will be the combined opinion of all seventeen. No more censoring :)
And no no, I am not underestimating Puppy-hara. Au contraire, in true tradition of supporting the underdog, I am rooting for him. I really want him to beat the big studly guy and walk towards the sunset with the cutie in hand. Although I must say - it is bad enough when you see owners of dogs dressing their pets in all sorts of cutesy, frilly outfits. Now you want to take this one step further and put them in red-and-blue tights? The dogs, not the owners, that is. Although matching outfits might not be such a bad idea. Hmm ..
Nopes. From what I know, dogs have always been more of the boxers kind :)
[Dicky, to Boot]
Brilliant!
Monday, May 21, 2007 @ 10:40 PM
[megha:] bah! I am compelled to post a bullet-ed list response to these accusations!
* And as you know, our saying please and requesting you to do something happens as often as Koena Mitra winning the Best Actress National Award. So please to not treat it lightly.
Going by that yardstick, Koena Mitra might have at least won a pair of National Awards. And some more. But one never keeps count, at least among friends. Having said that though, I see the implication in your words that I am not nice. And that I take your “requests” lightly. *sigh*. Sad are the lives of the misunderstood (and the attacked) who are also nice.
* The mathematical bend of mind is not a criminal trait, but precociousness seems to be the hallmark of the annoying, more than the cute and cuddly. Even Darwin was ordinary with a smelly foot before he became famous 1. So it’s all in the timing.
* Squiggle lost all chances of being loved 2 when she used that song I have started hating ever since I was unfairly targeted one night. Just like my lack of spoken Hindi comprehension skills were unfairly made fun off that eventful day when I picked up a song that someone was playing loudly in our lab one day and started singing kaash koi ladka mujhe pyar karta 3. In short, I felt hated by Squiggle.
* About that almost name-sake, I have no comments. I can only say “Ewwwwww”.
[Ramasubramanium aka Richard]: What is this Sue Ellen’s last name? Mischke? If so, she is devious man. Sue Ellen Mischke is devious!
[1] Or so the friendly LCD display on the Empire State Building express lift informed me yesterday.
[2] Which on this blog, esspecially, is different from “lurrved” or “louuved” or whatever variation One or Two or any of the other 15 use on any given day!
[3] Not that there is anything wrong in guy-guy lurrve.
Monday, May 21, 2007 @ 10:41 PM
And that, my friends, is how you make
afootnotes in the comments section. Haaaah!Monday, May 21, 2007 @ 10:50 PM
[Ramasubbu/Richard] I don’t hang around on this blog. You have me confused with one of your other true loves, perhaps. I come here only when called, and am called when the likes of [Anantha] complain about things that are wrong on this blog. And I am neither Sue not Ellen. I am Karen, I wear my mallipoo with pride and I like my perugu annam with lots of coriander leaves. Can someone pass the red-chilli pickle, please? Oh and some gummidikaaya vadiyams (pumpkin fritters - traditional Andhra accompaniment) would be nice.
[Anantha] Has this commentspace become so judgemental that I cannot use a catchy hit song I like without being hated for it? I was only doing my job, you know? I have never even addressed you directly until now, and you already hate me? Is this what the world is coming to?
[Everyone] For the love of God - I am Squiggle, not Squiggles. Is it really that hard?
Monday, May 21, 2007 @ 11:18 PM
Now we can live in peace :D
And hey, a spidey-suit is not your typical cutsey dress. At least, it is read and blue, not pink with frills and laces. And the tight dress would make his muscles stand out too. Matching outfits? Like Shaktimaan flying with Shaktidog? Nice idea really… Will it be boxers over tights then?
But nice to hear that you too are rooting for the underdog. Keep us updated please…
Monday, May 21, 2007 @ 11:43 PM
[anantha]
Would you feel differently if you were in pant, perhaps?
Monday, May 21, 2007 @ 11:54 PM
[Squiggle] Ayyo, you have fallen into Americanese of improper plurals despite 17. We were doin propah angrezi, kya karen ? ( See, have started seeing indi filims too, based on your taste).
And not Sue, but Karen ? (Sigh, people WILL give be cue for standard lines). Kya Karen, Kya Sue, No problemo, No issue. (Though Vishesh Tippani … errmmmmmmmfff)
She works hard for the money, she works hard for the money, she works hard for the money so you better spell her right.
“Would you feel differently if you were in pant, perhaps?”
To quote somebody, brilliant!
Tuesday, May 22, 2007 @ 3:48 AM
[Squiggle] : Jo rachaaye toone yeh colour mehndii se, yeh mehndii nahiin mere dil ka khoon hai …
( no, seriously, this is from the start of classic Kishen K Achcha Sila Diya).
“I don’t hang around on this blog.”
Sigh, vanishing dream ad wonly.
Tuesday, May 22, 2007 @ 2:15 PM
“I come here only when called” …
Callin Ellen, is anybody home?
Tuesday, May 22, 2007 @ 2:16 PM
“[FollytheLeader] Sigh. The monster is back.”
Those who give ham a tonne …
Tuesday, May 22, 2007 @ 2:23 PM
“. And I am neither Sue not Ellen. ”
Sita , Suzi ho ya Salma, naam se kyaa fark padta hai.
Tuesday, May 22, 2007 @ 2:25 PM
“[Everyone] For the love of God ” …. awww, the “bhagwaan ke naam pe mujhe jaane do” waala line.
Tuesday, May 22, 2007 @ 2:28 PM
Not devious at all.
deviyaan. 17.
Cab you are , yeah, really ?
Tuesday, May 22, 2007 @ 2:33 PM
[anantha] There are too many bullets flying around here now, it seems.
* Yesh, of course. I just said it will be as often as Koena Mitra winning a National Award. When did I say she won’t win one? I would personally nominate Ek Khiladi Ek Haseena and Musafir, but am sure the lady has only gotten started, so many classics are to follow.
* And what is it that you smoke again? Where did I imply you are not nice? Here I go around telling every single-and-ready-to-mingle girl, about how nice you are, and you accuse me of this? (It is strange though that none of them believe me. Wonder why?) Anyway, I only said to not take my politeness lightly cos it is not very often that I say please, and when I do say please, it is only fair that you not refer to it as ordering you around.
* C’mon now, don’t be so full of thyself that you think Squiggle wants your love and all. Or lou or lurrve for that matter. Empathy from Dalapathi, I said. Why? Because she is underpaid and overworked, much like you, I said. But no .. you are quick to assume that Squiggle is looking for a romance with you. Can you not just empathize with a fellow member of the working family without besmirching (I love that word!) the equation with non-platonic thoughts? Chee chee.
* Ewww, is precisely what my reply to A Ananth was too. Glad we are on the same page.
ps .. Congratulations on the footnotes :)
[fleiger] Have you not seen the dresses they put on male dogs these days? They are not frilly or cutesy and they are certainly not pink, but they are an abomination nonetheless. But fine, for the sake of watching geeky misfit dogs suddenly growing muskull-wuskulls, I shall see Spidey-dog. Shall try to provide regular updates :)
[The gang of crazies that have descended upon this blog] Will reply to you all at one go, when you are done flooding :)
Tuesday, May 22, 2007 @ 2:34 PM
[Dicky] I am not seventeen. I am won and wonly. (You however are lost. Khoya khoya chaand - moon made of milk fat) But no, I am not seventeen. That would be the owner of this blog, who outsources this testing job to me. Please do not confuse me with her. First you think I am one of your many loves. Now this? Can I not just have my own identity? At this rate I will soon become ‘The commenter formerly known as Squiggle’. Uh oh, I sense that Anantha is going to hate me all over again. His is a love-hate relationship. I mean, he loves to hate me.
And yes, I am Karen. You know, like the song kya karen, kya na karen, ye kaisi mushkil hai. That song incidentally, has become my anthem, in light of my current identity crisis.
Tuesday, May 22, 2007 @ 3:07 PM
[Squiggle]
Naam gum jaayega
Chehra yeh badal jaayega
Teri aawaaz hii pehchaan hai …
aur yaad rehta hai : )
Tuesday, May 22, 2007 @ 3:17 PM
Oh, I haven’t seen any such outfits. Why not put some photos of that on the blog? Let’s make it visual luv-eshtory.
And I was thinking of more shakti-dog than spidey-dog, coz currently I am in a state where Shaktimaan looks better to me than Spidey as career-choice.
Tuesday, May 22, 2007 @ 8:30 PM
[Squiggle] (Look, no “s” at the end)
You might need to clarify further that they (Megha) are seventeen, and not “she” (Megha) is seventeen. Or do you have some inside info that Megha had just crossed Sweet Sixteen? (The connections with “Me Seventeen years old” song have just flooded my head)
Tuesday, May 22, 2007 @ 8:33 PM
[megha]: When did I say she won’t win one
Well, what I meant was, if your requesting something happens as frequently as Ms. Mitra winning the national award, then she must have won at least a couple by now.
So please to not treat it lightly.
This is what I meant that you were implying that i was not nice, by asking me not to treat it lightly. As if I treat such requests from the great one, oh very so lightly! Hmmmpf!
you are quick to assume that Squiggle is looking for a romance with you.
I thought I was VERY clear when I said that “love” was different from “lou” or “lurrve” that the One or Two or one of the other 15 keeps using! I reiterate - Romance was not what I was hinting at! And I would not feel different whether I was in shorts, pants, lungis or veshtis (the last mentioned pair are VERY different from each other). So please read my comment a couple of times before responding! :P
Wednesday, May 23, 2007 @ 12:02 AM
HI, Came here through India counts..
I really enjoyed being here..
Nice to here abt the events..
Take care…
Wednesday, May 23, 2007 @ 4:15 AM
Ahem ahem!
One (and thats I) comes back and sees that the commentspace has been overrun by all manner of man-woman lou-sy talk.
Getting back to the post in q., the rain has come calling in Bloo roo (banging down galore and not mere tip-tip baa-ris) making all us gults go rim-zim gire snanam evoking simultaneously twin memories of a quaint Indian soft drink and drenched under waterfall type rain. Which, then reminds one (same one!) of a Sulakshana Pandit - Feroze Khan saang (ewwwwwwwww 17 (or more) would say)
:P
okay , really need to run after that…
Wednesday, May 23, 2007 @ 7:02 AM
[Megha] ok ok.. no more ‘tire’ jokes.. btw, The tall guy with weird white beard and lots of relatives was really meant to be The tall guy with weird white hair and lots of relatives.. seems my dim memory mixed up Einstein and Confucius…
Regards your retirement plan, doesn’t one out of seventeen of you not know the golden bollywood adage kanoon ke haath bahut lambe hote hai ?? me suggests stopping all this nefarious actiivities at once and joining law abiding citizens like us… At the least, can’t One concentrate on creating madness doses for us while the rest sixteen engage in building your retirement fund??
Note to self: (added some coins and checks too) - visit Boston/New England to find out whether it is better than Seattle..
The puppyharaa story is unfolding right here in the commentspace.. Someday you will be charged gulty for creating mayhem in an already mad, mad world (as opposed to creating aprilhem in an already bad, bad world. :D )
PS 1 - proved apna ghar samajh liya by writing one more laang comment.
PS 2 - Pliss to not mind of ouch kinda PJs. Wottodo, we are like that only.. ;)
Wednesday, May 23, 2007 @ 4:37 PM
[fleiger] Thank you for taking care to get my name right. And yes, I stand corrected. (I would sit, but someone seems to have borrowed my chair to stand on, to fix the only functioning tubelight at our call center. And they say I live a charmed life.) They are seventeen, not she. And I have very little information on the personal life of my clients. Although, if her behavior on this blog is anything to go by, she tends towards three more than sixteen, don’t you think?
Wednesday, May 23, 2007 @ 11:55 PM
Aahhh! reminds one of bangalore rains that one has come to like these days. only one does not come across green doggies or playful puppys. one comes across growling steet dogs that are intent on biting one’s butt. one but(butt? ha ha ha!) must be careful, and run for cover!
Thursday, May 24, 2007 @ 3:30 AM
[Squiggle]: I know how you feel when people misspell your name, most often misplace “i”s and “e”s in my name :(
And I wasn’t looking for correction, I was looking for info. And given her dislike for doggie dresses (in all colors and shapes), she does look like more than seventeen (that is to say, mature) ;)
Saturday, May 26, 2007 @ 10:12 PM
Hopefully, your site will deliver comments on your mail as well. If not, just wanted to say I left a couple of them on “A New Series” post.
Sunday, May 27, 2007 @ 12:23 AM
Read here for a detailed review of “CHEENI KUM” music and the sources for original - not my site, but the author has done a great job in the review.
Sunday, May 27, 2007 @ 12:26 AM