Aliva.

In its own category of crackers, borrowing ingredients and textures from biscuits and delightful flavours from namkeens, this biscuit is a class apart in the market. What's more to add than Chintrangda Singh being the Brand Ambassador.


This goes out to her and Aliva.


Give me your hands.
Show me the door.
I cannot stand,
To wait anymore.
Somebody said,
Be what you be.
We can be old and cold and dead on the scene,
But I love you more than words can say,
I can't count the reasons I should stay.


Give me some more,
Time in a dream.
Give me the hope,
to run out of steam.
Somebody said, 
It could be here
We could be roped up, tied up
dead in a year.
I can't count the reasons I should stay,
One by one they all just fade away.


I'm tired of the wait
and the seas
I'm tired of 
that part of me
That makes up a perfect lie.
Oh I love you more than words can say,
One by one they all just fade away.


-HumtY-

Short Bread.(stored from the BC)

Misconceived by many that it is also called a Shortcake, these tiny little white sugar breads crumble in your mouth like powder. The Swedes call it drömmar, litrally meaning dreams. Enjoy it with your tea for a splendid delightful evening filled with the richness and the splendour of its texture. 


Rama's great, Rama's good,
Rama does what Rama should.
Rama's just, Rama's right,
Rama is our guiding light.


Perfect man, Perfect son,
Rama's loved by everyone.
Always right, Never worng,
We praise rama in this song.


Sing his love,sing his praise
Rama set his wife ablaze,
Got her home, kicked her out,
to allay his peoples' doubt.


Rama's wise, Rama's just
Rama does what Rama must,
Duty first, Sita last
Rama's reign is unsurpassed.

Rama's great, Rama's good, 

Rama does what Rama should.

Rama's just, Rama's right,

 Rama is our guiding light.

Perfect man, Perfect son, 

Rama's loved by everyone.

Always right, Never worng, 

We praise rama in this song.

- Obviously taught to Luv and Kush by Valmiki.

Butter Biscuit.

These biscuits are tiny, homemade ecstasy, which melt in your mouth leaving you with a rich and relishing taste. Available at any shop in your hometown, easy to procure and provide the right flavour for your recreational activities.

When your sitting in class,
Snoring time away,
Your realize,
It's just another day.

Help me if you feel,
I'm rather down,
and don't you forget to see
I wear a crown.

It's when she walks down,
your note is disarray,
She looks at it and walks
a different way.

Help me if you feel
It's not my fault

This time when she comes around,
asking what you've found,
You have nothing to show,
Shes throws it on the ground.

&

If it weren't so little,
you wouldn't have missed,
that damned tittle.

Nature Valley

The bars taste a bit like an all butter golden syrup biscuit, but with a slightly bitter edge to it, from the maple syrup. It is sweet, but not sickeningly sweet and the very slight bitterness gives the taste an extra dimension of interest which is not at all unpleasant.


I believe I can see the future
Cause I repeat the same routine
I think I used to have a purpose
But then again
That might have been a dream
I think I used to have a voice
Now I never make a sound
I just do what I've been told
I really don't want them to come around

Every day is exactly the same
Every day is exactly the same
There is no love here and there is no pain
Every day is exactly the same

I can feel their eyes are watching
In case I lose myself again
Sometimes I think I'm happy here
Sometimes, yet I still pretend
I can't remember how this got started
But I can tell you exactly how it will end

I'm writing on a little piece of paper
I'm hoping someday you might find
Well I'll hide it behind something
They won't look behind
I'm still inside here
A little bit comes bleeding through
I wish this could have been any other way
But I just don't know, I don't know what else I can do.

GayLord

One day you'll look to see I've gone
For tomorrow may rain,
so I'll follow the sun

Some day you'll know I was the one
But tomorrow may rain,
so I'll follow the sun

And now the time has come
and, my love, I must go
And though I lose a friend
In the end you will know, oh

One day you'll find that I have gone
But tomorrow may rain,
so I'll follow the sun
But tomorrow may rain,
so I'll follow the sun

And now the time has come
and, my love, I must go
And though I lose a friend
In the end you will know, oh

One day you'll find that I have gone
But tomorrow may rain,
so I'll follow the sun 

-The Beatles

Nice Time.

This story has been kept aside for a long time, everyday I meet Misfit I remind him and myself that I'm gonna tell this story, never actually got around to it but then again what's the point if  I don't start somewhere, this bloc would just continue and I would essentially be left with a useless account in Eblogger.

This one time I guess it won't be that much fun, but what the heck it was one helluva a ride 'INSANITY' or more like what we called it 'Twister-Pro', apparently all of a sudden he was my best friend according to Ter and Doc. Yea right and Hitler and me used to talk it out over a glass of scotch. Getting to the point here, we had gone to Wonderla, India's largest and safest Theme park, which I wouldn't doubt at all, I mean once you reach there, the only thing you are actually reminded about for the first few minutes till you are done changing in the locker rooms is the trip you took with your family to Tirupati for darshan, not that it is like that all the time but, we did make a mistake of going there on a summer weekend, I hear from Mirthril that going on a off season day would have been the ideal day for us.

53 rides compromising of both the land and water rides, 1 day just didn't seem enough so we had decided to go to the best ones. Doc, Ter and Mirthril had gone twice before and this was just another time for them to let loose, where as me and Misfit being the newbies were over enthusiastic and ecstatic, like the tourists you meet on hill stations or beaches, all super excited to do something fun. It was Ter's idea of leaving our glasses behind in the locker rooms so that they remain safe. We hit all the dry rides first, so that we could go cool ourselves of later in the wave pool and the other various water rides. The dry rides were all fun, except obviously Twister-Pro, which was monumentally thrilling. 

Everything was in place and finally we were set after lunch to hit the wave pool, when all of a sudden Misfit goes super uber awesome on us. He was apparently getting too uncomfortable not wearing his glasses so he decided to come into the wavepool with them. I know its like walking on marbles and expecting not to slip at all, and I'm no genius. So even after all the 'dading'(Apparently one of the new terms the kids use these days!!) Misfit  decided that he just has to come with his glasses, Ter and me as usual upto no good deduced that he just wanted to check out chicks at the wave pool. So we went in right at the front, and started physically abusing each other around, typical kiddish bullshit, but then slowly the rush got more as the waves started, Ter and me were together trying to drown each other or probably Mirithril, to whom the waves were like the waves you make in a bath tub, yea he is that tall. So in all this commotion, Misfit goes missing  and we try searching for him, Ter and me are practically blind without the glasses so was Mirthril, so we give up after glancing around and are back to drowning each other, thats when Doc notices Misfit talking to the wave pool authorities, and he has no glasses on!!! 

Misfit comes back to us and we are like WTF happened where were you? We thought you were dead!! And he has this face of a 5 year old whose dog just died or something, and Doc over dramatizes the whole situation by asking him whats wrong.(Roflmao as I am typing this). Misfit is like cant you see any change on my face, and lot more bantering goes on and we take Misfits case from then on. The biggest biscuit in all this was when he was talking to the authorities, me and Ter in our antics to drown each other find his glasses on the pool floor, so basically we have his glasses and he thinks hes lost them. We punish him till dinner, where he finally looses his cool and is like I'm getting a headache and am seriously considering buying lens the next day, the glasses were apparently 4 grand, so guess he owes Ter and me 4 grand now, but whose counting?? 

Later Misfit tells me that all these rascals Mirthril Doc and Ter had told him on the way back from Wonderla that I had the glasses and he just put up that drama so that he would get it back fast. I still remember Ter telling me very secretively "Dude give him his glasses before you guys go drinking, I don't want a depressed drunk guy at home!!!" Roflmao. Fuck me man, I laughed the whole bus journey back to Ter's place. But lesson learnt people. 

HumtY-

Hide n Seek BourBon(New flavor)

Before you read this: Please don’t judge me… I’m just sharing my story because people asked…

Wow… okay, I wasn’t sure if I was ever going to tell anyone about this, but it’s late and I’m sleep deprived so i guess I’ll just write it now and regret it in the morning :/

First of all, – just for some background: My mom died right when I was born, (she was actually really, really hot- but this isn’t about her. I guess that’s fucked up to say, but whatever.) I actually grew up with my dad’s family, because my dad has all sorts of emotional issues and he bailed before I was born. So you can see, my childhood was really kind of messed up.

Anyways, growing up I feel like there was always a lot of distance between me and my sister. When I was about 17 or 18 I first noticed that my sister was a hottie.

I don’t want to go into too many details about it, but basically what happened is that I accidentally found a video that she made of herself. I knew she didn’t make it for me- but I thought she was so fucking beautiful that I watched it twice. I probably would have watched it a hell of a lot more, except that like right around the time I found the video, all this crazy shit went down and I had to leave home. (My dad’s family who I was staying with got in bad trouble with the law. I never talk about it).

So… I was totally lusting after my sister at that point. She was also having bad trouble with the law. She was actually in custody when I left home.

My friend and I went to go pick her up. When I saw her that day, after seeing the video, I have to be honest, I just wanted to fuck her brains out. Looking back on it now, it’s pretty messed up- but I think she had feelings for me too. She actually kissed me right after we came to get her… and it wasn’t a sisterly kiss, you know? I mean, it wasn’t like ridiculously sexual or anything, but it definitely wasn’t sisterly.

After we left, we all went to crash with my Sister’s friends. On the trip there, my friend sort of implied that he wanted to get with my Sister, and I got a little jealous. He’s a good looking guy- and even though she was my sister- I just felt like he was competition. Not much else happened between us for a while except some maybe-sexy hugging.

Pretty much everyone in my life at that point was wanted by the government, so we all moved around a lot. I’m not saying that I’m proud of it or anything, but it was kind of an awesome time.

My friend and my sister never hooked up I don’t think- but I thought there was some serious sexual tension going on between them. It was around that time that I got really badly hurt in an accident. It was fucked up. I almost died. But when I was in recovery my sister came to see me, and out of the clear blue sky she started gives me this awesome, slow, passionate kiss on the lips.

Sadly (although, I guess for the best) nothing ever came of it. We spent some time apart… and I started to get really religious, so I tried not to think of her that way. It was actually going well for a long time- like I was totally over her. But I have to say, like a year or so after all that stuff went down, we were out sailing (not like a date or anything romantic like that), and she was wearing like the hottest bikini I’ve ever fucking seen and it brought back all the old feelings. Sigh.

A little while later she actually wound up with my friend from before (the sexual tension guy). I can’t say I was surprised.

But even after she was shacking up with my friend, there was one time we were at a party… my friend was inside, and my sister and I were outside alone. It was a really intimate moment. I think something might have happened, except that I killed the mood when I told her that Darth Vader was our father and that I had to go face him.

I know you will probably think wtf after this, but its just a work of fiction and probably you would have read it somewhere or whatever, just don't judge me.

SunFeast.

When I feel like a freak,
When I′m on the other end of someone′s mean streak,
People make fun I′ve got to lose myself,
Take my thin skin and move it somewhere else,

I′m setting myself up for the future ,
Looking for the chance that something good might lie ahead,
I′m just looking for the possibilities,
And in my mind I′ve got this skin I can shed,

What do you do,
Where do you go,
What do you say,
And how do you know,
I′ll say who cares,
When people stare,
I will make myself invisible,
Yes I will, yes I will....

I walk down the hallway, ducking,
Barbs flying, people crying and I′ll be lying on the floor,
Get the feeling ain′t doing nothing but sucking,
Knock knock on my head becomes a loud loud roar.... 

HumtY-

BourBon

At first when I sat down to write, I didn't really have anything to talk about. But then something that OmiDaHomie had mentioned flashed through my mind, so I decided to share it. This time around the incident isn't a reality, it's purely fictional, yes however crazy this sounds, it was one of my dreams. I have no freaking idea why I would actually have such thoughts but anyway the story is really hilarious. 

So it was the usual summer day in Vellore, I could do with a clean T-shirt but what the heck, hadn't taken a bath since a week, there wasn't any point. Missed breakfast and lunch because of the DoTA/HoN night out in GJ's room, hunger and boredom were the only 2 feelings I had. Since we had no money anyway and yea too lazy to go out in the hot afternoon, we decided to tumble down the rabbit hole. With the new found energy and hunger to drive us, I came up with the idea of going to the Hillock behind our Men's hostel Stadium. Okay making everyone agree was a big pain in the ass, but still it would be like an adventure. Well that's what I thought. 

GJ as everyone knows was too freaking lazy to go anywhere, so I put it up for a vote, nOrULz, OmiDaHomie, Bolt, toxicfire and Doha were up for it, but GJ wasn't going to be convinced easily, so after a lot of persuasion he agreed to come if sHeXx were to come too. So a little more coaxing and convincing, both of them agreed to come. So the party was on, we set out with all the required apparatuses and materials for a good time at the hillock. Ofcourse some trekking was involved, but it's all in the game. By the way just to mention to you guys again, this is but a dream so never in reality would GJ and sHeXx ever agree for such a blasphemous idea, 'ECCLESIASTICAL' would have what GJ would have said to us and things would have gone down, but this is my dream so no 'ECCLESIASTICAL' moments.

On the way towards the stadium we decided that going trekking to the hillock would be crazy so we settled to go to the pond behind the stadium. The pond it was, tumble down the rabbit hole there and just have an amazing time. By the time we got there, it was evening, we settled up on the shore of the lake and blazed the twilight away. It was probably Toxicfire who broke the trance we were in, nature was beckoning apparently, and we were too much into a discussion, which mostly either involved DoTA or GJ and my business partnership, to even bother. Time passed by and toxic hadn't come back so Bolt got a bit worried and thought he'd go follow up on the missing member from the group. We weren't bothered at all, I mean come on where do you think will someone get lost in Vellore?? Our Campus is way too huge to miss and forget, plus even the locals know what VIT is, so there is noway in hell you'll get lost and loose your way. 

It was getting darker and neither of the 2 fucks had turned up, so we were getting a tad bit worried and since sHeXx was the only one sane enough he volunteered to go and check it out. We were really confused now, I mean both Bolt and Toxic, yea agreed they are retarded, but to get lost here you needed talent. It was some time now, and we heard a cold shrill shout from the forest, sounded like sHeXx so we were taken aback,  Doha and nOrULz started running towards the forest to check it out, before they could reach the forest line, there he was sHeXx looking like he had seen a cockroach, yea he is scared of cockroaches, running, I mean it, RUNNING!!! I couldn't control myself and burst out laughing, and he didn't stop where we were, he continued on towards the hostels, and was shouting in this shrill voice....

So suppressing our humor and controlling our laughter we finally caught up with sHeXx, he was at the stadium catching his breath, we were obviously curious, he had returned without the other 2 and was behaving like something unholy had happened. He couldn't put words to explain what he had seen and had a very confused and scared face, and there he came, Toxic walking slowly from the pond side and we could see him from afar, but something was different this time, he was walking with a body on him, covered in blood and in his hand what seemed to be a knife, yes I did check for a knife in his room the next day coming back to the dream, sHeXx was mortified and started running away even faster this time around. As toxic got closer we got a better look, he was carrying Bolt's body all chopped up and he had this nasty grin which I suppose only cold blooded killers have. Slowly it dawned on us and we decided to make run for it, but Doha wasn't far enough and we couldn't even help him, Toxic moved like a pro.. he was hustling Doha before we even had time to do anything and 2 clean swipes at Doha and he was dead too. GJ decided to take Toxic man to man, but I was like lets make a run for it now, later we can do something about this and maybe call the Police and shit.

Well this is where I am disappointing you guys, the particulars of the dream are too shady from this point on, I tried really hard to remember and all that came to me was that everyone ended up dieing in random ways all pawned by Toxic. Until GJ, Sadism and me were left at Misfit's house yes even Misfit and Sai were killed, unfortunately we couldn't do anything, he just went beyond godlike, more like got a Rampage at the stadium and there was no stopping him, although the final stand was at Misfit's house we had procured some explosives so we lured Toxic into Misfits house to kill us and set the explosives on fire only to blow all of us to smithereens. Come to think of it I wish I remembered more, I recollect telling this to GJ and he wouldn't agree that Toxic would be a killer even in his dreams, but then again who knows these things, we had a good laugh when I shared this dream to Omi and GJ and well I guess I scored more points on the retardo level. I can't stop laughing as I finish writing this epic story, probably a movie material dream this was. Lol GJ  'ECCLESIASTICAL' man... 'ECCLESIASTICAL'!!!!!!


HumtY-

Sugar Delight

I know it's been a long time since I have blogged anything, and this time around I don't really have much to write about. Even though I was deluded into thinking that I would have more to write about once I had quit DoTA and the grass, it seems very difficult. The below mentioned metaphorical stanza is meant to the fullest extent and I do not wish to target any one person, its targeted to a much larger crowd, more like a gender of a species. It's the best description I can come up with for them and I'm pretty sure even though you might find it hilarious, you will agree with me on the fact that its' the god damn truth. On the bright side you don't have to put too much thought to it and try and figure out why I'm posting this now, it's merely just my opinion and it's been one since a long time, I'm just taking the time now to post it. 

A woman has a close male friend.

This means that he is probably interested in her, which is why he hangs around so much. She sees him strictly as a friend. This always starts out with, you're a great guy, but I don't like you in that way. This is roughly the equivalent for the guy of going to a job interview and the company saying, You have a great resume, you have all the qualifications we are looking for, but we're not going to hire you. We will, however, use your resume as the basis for comparison for all other applicants. But, we're going to hire somebody who is far less qualified and is probably an alcoholic. And if he doesn't work out, we'll hire somebody else, but still not you. In fact, we will never hire you. But we will call you from time to time to complain about the person that we hired.

Capitalization is the difference between "I had to help my uncle Jack off a horse.." and "I had to help my uncle jack off a horse.." -Pwnd.


HumtY-

Walk On

This is a Motherjane song, been listening to it and I'm not able to really write anything, sort of having a bloc. Its an amazing song and ty Sai for introducing me to this band. 

Last...
now that I can see
The future
ain't what it used to be.
Like a poet
without vision
An object of mockery...
A dreamer who lost his dream
to reality.
Won't give up,
though the going's slow
I'll trade all my footsteps
for a shot at tomorrow.
Tattoo my intentions
across these streets of time
and fight till the future
is once again mine.
'Cos I'm the immortal
Baptized in fire.
Unable to die
unless I desire,
I'm the light
piercing the darkest dawn.
I'm the human spirit
Walking on.

 
I'm down
and so close to out
I'm the foot soldier
who suffered the rout
But I'll stand again
in conquest of pain...
To walk on,
as a king among men.
I'll make mistakes
of that I'm sure.
Lose my strength
when I need more.
Taste my fear,
in life's battlefields
But I won't trade
my sword for the shield.
'Cos i'm the immortal
Baptized in fire.
Unable to die
unless I desire.
I'm the light
piercing the darkest darn.
I'm the human spirit,
Walking on.

 HumtY-

Burn

 Dedicate this Song by Deep purple to Lina Inverse(Slayer) in DoTA as a parting gift to the most retarded yet fun and awesome game I have ever played.

The sky is red, I don't understand,
Past midnight I still see the land.
People are sayin' the woman is damned,
She makes you burn with a wave of her hand.
The city's a blaze, the town's on fire.
The woman's flames are reaching higher.
We were fools, we called her liar.
All I hear is "Burn!"

The sky is red, I don't understand,
Past midnight I still see the land.
People are sayin' the woman is damned,
She makes you burn with a wave of her hand.
Warning came, no one cared.
Earth was shakin, we stood and stared.
When it came no one was spared.
Still I hear "Burn!"

HumtY-

Monaco

Share the company of great taste anytime, anywhere with Monaco. A light crispy biscuit sprinkled with salt, Monaco adds a namkeen twist to life’s ordinary moments.

Like the above mentioned description this story will add a namkeen twist to the ordinary read you are going to have. This time around me and Ter are selling biscuits to the Forum Mall authorities :P.

Well where to begin, ofcourse Misfit, Bug, Sadism and Me had made a weekend plan to go meet Ter at bangalore. Ter had just started working and had been calling us since forever. We wanted to watch a couple of movies when we were there too. Well we spent the first saturday night at Zapak bangalore, playing DoTA all night and had planned to catch the morning show of What's your Rashee?(omg!!! I know) Ter on the other hand had asked for a favor, one of his friends at work had asked for greenery and he in turn had asked me to get it. Since we were meeting directly at the mall and not planning to stay in bangalore I didn't have a bag, so as soon as we reached I handed him the greenery and it was safely kept in Ter's bag. We pawned some noobs the whole night sitting at zapak, and had awesome fun, played till around 830 9 in the morning and had breakfast bang opposite Forum, the morning show was at 10, so got into Forum, bought tickets for the lamest movie I have ever seen, okay there might be comeptiton for that award so it qualifies as a nomination. We were on our way into the Theatre and at the security check the greenery got spotted and Ter got caught. We were in panic and Ter was in shock, I saw a man walk down with a walkie talkie and I thought today we are busted boys and to imagine Ter who is clean. But nothing happend the guard just made a receipt and asked us to collect it after the movie. Bug and Misfit were like we aren't gonna come back with you to collect it, Sadism didn't seem too interested and well most of the sleep also was now warded off due to this incident. But the funny part is we just panicked till the movie started we were too tired to worry about anything, the movie was too lame, from the moment Harman came on screen, Sadism, Bug and me were flat out, only listening to Misfit laugh his ass off on the lame ass acting and super lame jokes. Altough Bug and me ocassionaly got up and watched the movie we just slept through the songs, I mean give me a break the freaking movie had 13 freaking songs, who does that to the viewers and you got to watch Harman Baweja throughout the movie, something which you could afford to miss. Misfit's laughing was very hysterical, loud and mocking which pissed the girls sitting beside us, they couldn't take any more of it so they left the hall after the interval, well I don't really know wether it was his laughing or the movie. We still debate it. So the movie got over and we woke Sadism, and left the hall, now Bug and Misfit weren't going to come collect the greenery, and I couldn't obviously ask Ter to go take it, poor fellow was handling greenery for the first time, so I volunteered to go get it. Ter was understanding and accompanied me. We just casually walked back to the guard gave him the receipt and took it and left before anyone could cause a scene. Sadism, Bug and Misfit couldn't believe it. WTF I couldn't believe what we had just done. Ter was ecstatic. The lack of sleep was already getting us high, not to mention the lame movie added to the insomniac state of mind and now this, I said to Ter 'Bob this is one helluva story to tell someone.' Well it never actually occured to anyone of us later, but we always keep making fun about the incident. You would think I'm boasting about it now, but it was worth sharing, I don't really think this is something which would happen to everyone who goes to a theatre, one of a kind and has it's own twist. But that walkie talkie guy had given me the shivers, my train of thought had jumped from normal security guards to a police case and etc etc.Ter this is for you, rock on bob.xD

HumtY-

Marie Gold

 It's taste, Crispiness and lightness make it a must for every tea break especially for the morning tea.

I've stayed in one place for too long,
Gotta get on the run again,
I saw the one thing that I want,
Hell bent, get outta bed,
I'm throwing rocks at your window,
You're tying the bed sheets together,
They say that we're dreaming too big,
I say this town's too small.

I've taken hits like a brother,
But I'm getting back up again,
And from the moment I saw her,
I was hell bent with heaven sent,
I'm throwing rocks at your window,
We're leaving this place together,
They say that we're flying too high,
Well get used to looking up,

Dream.
Send me a sign.
Turn back the clock.
Give me some time.
I need to break out.
And make a new name.
Let's open our eyes.
To the brand new day.
It's a brand new day .

Milano

There is a secret behind every Milano.

Correct , but there isn't any secret here although I really don't know if he will be reading this or not, because I don't even know who it was, but this one episode was and is really hilarious and I couldn't help but share it. This was back in my 2nd year of engg, when I was in a 4 bed room. Those were the years of ultimate fun, and party all night long. So on one such awesome day, after playing all night long and attending our morning class, we had come back to the room pretty tired and wanted to get some sleep, we passed out with the room door open and slept till the next day for breakfast, remaining totally oblivious of the world. At breakfast we realized something was missing from the room and it was a 1100 and its charger. We quickly searched the whole room and still couldn't find it. It was stolen, gone and we couldn't do anything about it. Now you would think wow, this guys life must seriously suck this shit happens to all of us almost everytime and he goes and writes a blog on it, well this is where I would like you to go buy yourself a packet of Milanos or whatever fav biscuit of yours to get the whole story.

The room was a 4 bedder, and we used to use it as for gaming, we had 4 desktops with their hoods opened up because of the over heating running all the high end graphic games, so if anyone wanted they could feel free and pluck out the Rams, Gcards etc whatever they wanted. I owned an Engage back then and my friend Lucky owned a N72 I guess I really don't remember, and Ted owned the Nokia mobile which looks like the Hysteresis curve, and all these imba expensive mobiles were on the first table near the door charging since we used to play Engage Snakes on bluetooth on the phones too, yea I know we were freaks, but in my defense it was the place, there wasn't any entertainment and we had to seek refuge somehow, but coming back to the plot here, the 1100 was nicely tucked below my friend Harryy's pillow, he used to sleep on the bunk just beside the door, and was connected to the charger on the terminal beside the door. It just amazes me, the thief must have come in and either got overwhelmed by the objects in front of him or just got the idea that all these expensive phones on the outside and the only one hidden, so the hidden one must be more expensive...and stole the 1100. Roflcopter. We were in splits the next morning when Harryy was searching for his phone and I still think to myself, If only we caught that thief, I would have asked him for sure that what was going on through his mind that night or whenever. But never really knew that biscuits without cream were tasty too.....but I guess these qualify as cookies...:P

HumtY-

Pure Magic

Eyes closed to savour the exquisite taste of pure chocolate.......Pure Magic.

This story goes really back in time;I was in high school then. It was Diwali eve, and we boys were bored as usual. Dinner was over early and we had our crackers opened up and ready. Me, Dj, Abhinav and Adi were busy discussing the events of tomorrow, Diwali, how we would go about firing up the crackers and how we would spend the day. I think it was the fifth time the only Rock cassette we had was playing over again, and I guess it was Metallica. The room was filled with smoke and we had nothing to do, when Adi got an idea. He wanted to crack some at Medi Point, that’s the Suicide point in my school. Well it was 830 in the night and it was really dark, we weren’t scared of the dark, but what lurked in the dark, Bisons…

It didn’t matter to us, anyway we had done this a lot times before, just another night. So we packed some of the crackers and our booze and cigarettes, and off we left for M.P. Once there Adi and DJ set up a bonfire and, abhinav and me were busy gathering twigs for the fire, and so the Diwali party had started early for us. We started the party by firing some rockets off from the edge of the Rocks at MP. Cigarettes were lit, and the booze was poured out. We stayed there till about 10-1030. It was getting late but none of us were bothered we were in our own merry world. Once the crackers were over, we decided to take the long way back to our hostel which didn’t go through the forest but took a long way about from the Guest house and Mess and then our senior hostel. Adi took the forest because he wanted to sleep. Dj at this time was really drunk; he couldn’t keep himself sober and kept on ranting about his girl, and how bad he wanted to wish her at 12 in the night. So, us drunk fucks came up with a plan, we would hang out near the mess till about 11:45 and go up to the girls hostel and wish the girls. Little did we know that we would remember this night for all our lives.Come 1130 and DJ was getting restless, so we decided to sneak up early and show the girls a little explosive action. We had like 2-3 bombs left with us, and we were in a totally fun mood. So the girls’ hostel which was on a hilltop opposite our school mess was scaled. We sneaked around from the back and onto the Badminton court just beside the girls’ hostel. Here we noticed that one of the top floor room’s windows was open and the girls were awake. We got this crazy idea of tossing bombs up there, but then an even better idea occurred to us, we found a rope and tied it to one of the bombs, and lit the bomb and threw it up to the window. The girls didn’t notice at first, coz it didn’t reach, thanks to me. Dj had a try and it landed exactly at the outer sill of the window, the girls noticed it and as they tried to reach for it to throw it back down, Dj tugged on the rope and kept it moving. Obviously the girls who hadn’t spotted us at all were scared shitless. This happened for about half a minute until the fuse of the bomb finished and off went the bomb, waking everybody in girls’ hostel. We scooted off to the back of the hostel, as the watchman came to check up on what had happened. He had a torch and we had no light to help us except for the lights coming from the windows and our trustworthy lighter. The badminton court was open area and we couldn’t make a run for it, so we decided to stick to the walls and slowly move towards the back of the hostel. As the torch light got nearer my heart beat faster, I was scared of getting caught, no way in hell I wanted to be expelled from the school for sneaking up to girls’ hostel. We just made it in time to the back and found a bunch of bushes into which we dived like a couple of idiots, not knowing what would be there. The bushes were full of thorns and my sweater was stuck in an awkward position and both Dj and Abhinav were in totally awkward positions. But somehow we managed to fit underneath one bush and the watchman passed us by without noticing us. So damn, lucky. Now that we had avoided being caught a new sort of adrenaline rush was pumping, yea the booze was acting up now. It was getting closer to 12 and Dj was getting desperate. At first we tried to throw stones at a window to talk to one of the girls to get Dj’s Girl. But no one would come near, I guess the news of the ghost bomb had spread throughout the hostel and the girls were scared.

Now it just gets better, Dj got out of the bush and went straight up to the main door of the hostel and started banging it. Our school Dance teacher was the hostel warden and Dj knew her fairly well, so it was all chill. The warden came out and asked us to sit down outside, she instantly knew we were drunk and not in our sane minds. But she was talking to Dj like they were bFFS. It was 12 and all the lights in the hostel were lit and everyone overjoyed it was Diwali and all the girls were wishing each other inside, our classmates came out and wished us, obviously they were shocked to see us there. Okay now at this moment, Adi who had gone back to our hostel had forgotten the keys with Dj, so he came back only to find the three of us at the gates of Shabari (the girls’ hostel). He had no choice but to come up and take it because Dj just refused to either send me down with keys or come down himself. So Adi who was accompanied by Shanky and Pratik came up with them to collect the keys and yea he went down, nothing more. Dj now was pleading to the dance teacher not report us, and she was all supportive. We wished whomever else we knew and made our way back down, this time we took the official route down.

Next day She gave us Pure magic Biscuits, The Princi called us and we had a Disco for 2 days straight with our parents being called and informed and we almost faced expulsion from the school but luckily we were spared. Craziest night ever, and just proves the whole point of the blog.... She Gave Biscuit.(Always)

HumtY-

KrackJack

Krackjack - The original sweet and salty biscuit is one of the most loved biscuits in the country.
It’s not just a biscuit, it’s the taste of relationships captured in a biscuit.
A little sweet and a little salty crafted in such a delicate and delicious balance, you can never get enough of it. Have it anytime you like with anything you like.

Yea firstly catch your breath after reading the above description, it can be overwhelming. This one time I actually don't have any episode to talk about, at least to live up to the description above. So where do I begin, okay so here I was left with a descision to go alone to Bangalore to meet my parents who had come down for some work. I decided I won't take the evening train but instead take an early morning train or bus to bangalore on saturday, got up late as usual and missed the train and the early bus, now i was too early for the next bus and had to wait it out at the bus stand, the bus was at 930 and i was at the bus stand by 830, but the bus was waiting there, so I board the bus and take the last seat and decide to wait it out. Now suddenly a spam of my college kids enters the bus and take seats, one of them recognizes me from the DoTa/gaming scene in my college and we strike up a conversation. They had no idea about the bus timings and wanted to get to bangalore asap. I was like this is the only bus now, you just have to wait it out, but these guys were getting desperate plus this bus was a local express, which meant travelling in a very uncomfortable seat. So they went around asking for buses to bangalore and found a volvo without AC which was leaving immediatly, they offerred me to come but I was too lazy so didn't bother. Well this is where the biscuits were slowly being manufactured, in fact this more of a self biscuit thingy, that volvo bus driver had absoconded somewhere, and my bus left before theirs, not only did that happen, later that boy whom I had spoken to called me up to say that they had to wait for that bus till 12 in the afternoon as they had already bought tickets for the volvo and the conductor wasn't gonna cancel and give them full refund, so for a little bit of comfort and urgancy they spent 250 bucks per head and not only did that solve their exit strategy from Vellore, but emptied out their wallets as well, not mention the awesome Tamil movies which would have been spammed in the Bus ride. Oh the pure Mindfuck gives me a rush. Well yeah that was the basic episode, not as promising as the ones before but this one was a deserving one since it does happen to everyone, either you are in my situation or those kids....well if you are in their situation tough luck, have a bite of the krackJack and feel free, sit back relax in the awesome volvo bus which will never get you on time, TN local buses FTW!!!

HumtY-

Hide 'n' Seek

Little chips of chocolate ‘hide’ in the biscuit. With just the right amount of sweetness, these biscuits don’t cloy.

Which makes this entry even more hilarious. Lmao :P

Well to begin with this isn't something everyone would understand but i really don't care because it's just too freaking hilarious. Yesterday I got up early, surprising though it may seem, but recently due to a good healthy habit of sleeping early, I have been an early bird. Since I'm blessed with this extra time, I indulge myself in some newspaper reading, although the paper I speak of here is to many people obvious, yes, it is the Revered Deccan Chronicle. In the local section there was an article that caught my eye, the photo and the headlines really left me in splits. It was a photo of a burning farm field and a few men standing by watching with their eyes red as the devils dick, some of the men were police too and the headlines read '3 acres of $@Nj@ Burnt.' Classic! And then I went on to read the article and in it was mentioned that 4 men were caught and the field was burnt down and $@Nj@ was being grown as an inter crop and stuff worth 4 crores in the "international market" was burnt. Now looking at the photo just gives you a totally different idea, the first thing that came to my head was 'Biscuit!'.

Well as I would see this situation, these farmers were doing their job and illegally growing $@Nj@ and the police happen to get intel or the on-going bribe settlement was broken by either one of the parties and now it had come to this, since potheads aren't good thinkers on their feet, especially what can you expect out of the people in the picture here, they decided to let the apparently 'international' market take a hike and do a havan, burn the damn weed lets all get high and have a merry time, biscuit to the users, abusers and the peddlers. So the police and the farmers had a gala time with the grass and these amazing purist souls have probably given the biggest biscuit of their lives.Farm Fresh Grass FTW...xD

HumtY-

Tiger

What can i say even Dada comes for the ads....

Since the lack of funds i have been recently indulging myself in my hostel food, which now has become my adda and hang out place. I mean when you don't have money you really don't have any option, but coming to think of it now and this i write with my recent experiences with the mess food, the dinner keeps getting better and better. The first day I went for dinner, it was really bad there wasn't anything eatable in the mess from the Rasam to the Rotis. But then slowly as the week progressed the food seemed to get better, so i decided to go have a chat with the cook, I really wanted to know how the food is getting better and better. So i just strolled into the kitchen one day early before dinner while the cook was busy and well whatever happened is what follows.

The dinner was supposed to have daal, Aloo palak and Paneer, now usually the paneer is worse than eating an eraser for dinner and the aloo is generally under cooked, today wasn't one of the normal days, the vegetables had their own mind i suppose they wanted to give the cook a biscuit..... The Aloos were like Fuck u We wanna get cooked today, that is when i saw the cook and he was like totally astonished and well the face was unforgettable like he was juked or something, he wasn't planning on cooking the aloos all along. Then the paneer which was ordered arrived and they were fresh soft, plump rather and wholesome pieces and i was thinking to myself so how is he gonna screw up the paneer and well the cook just got frustrated and dropped his apron with a lost cause like a soldier drops his weapons on the battlefield when he knows his side has lost. I don't know about the daal but it turned out to be well cooked too, i mean the triple power of daal paneer and aloo defeated the whole cause of our hostel mess, the cause being to supply unpalatable food to us the students. I mean everyday used to be like a competition with the previous day and now we have the vegetables on our side, dunno much about the Non-Veg mess though , but who cares there is always dhaba for that. Anyway this makes the second entry into this blog since the Vegetables gave biscuit to the cook. Have fun and don't forget to send me all the biscuit situations...hehe :P

HumtY-

Parle-G

Cheap Fullfilling and Wholesome!!

With you its Never Good Enough
Because You Want the Stuff That Could Change Your Future
Your Lifes Amongst a Sea of Chance
And Now the More You Dance Just Gets You Sick and Deeper

Its Ok, Dont Apologise,
You dunno what youre striving for,
And You Never Seem To Try
Its Too Early Dont Live Your Life
Keep On Moving,
Its Time To Ride.

Everything Seems Tempting
But Nothing Comes For Free
I Often Wonder How You Drive
When The Roads Too Dark To See

We Light the Fire, To Watch It Burn
But When It Comes Your Turn
All Thats Left Is Ambers
You Ran This Race with No Real Heart
Your Right Back at the Start
You'd Already Lost It

You know its not enough.