How some people sleep

Some sleep at work...

Some let their mind stray...

Some doze off in the back seat

On a get-away...

Some so horny; suck parts of their own

And some forget they were talking on the phone

Some get entangled...

Some knocked out...

But this dude is the strangest...

beyond doubt.

At the registrar's office he fancied his bed....

Slept as a bachelor and woke up WED!!!

Credits:

Pari

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I found him..

Disclaimer: Since I am posting this, you might expect something funny, but let me warn you that there's nothing funny below. Read with a strong heart.

Did you hear about....
1. Somebody told me he's still in Goa
2. I heard he's teaching at R.I.T.
3. I heard he left that job long back
4. It seems he's a full timer at ISKCon now

All bloody rumours.. And I so wish they were all false....

Go to ID hospital in Ponda and look around observantly. You'll notice that one building in the neighbourhood is particularly noisy. People dressed in white attire talking in a very soft tone get in and out of it and appear to be busy with something very important. The non-members have a smile on their face when passing by. And if you pass by this place, you'll sure feel like giggling unless you notice that one of those faces is quite familiar. He used to be our friend. His laughter rocked the hostels. The loudest guy of our batch. And here he is now - dressed in white dhoti-kurta, bald head and aloof.

He has taken up "bramhacharya". This means he will never get married and never attend any marriage. His occupation includes social service, prayers, going around in groups to preach about his association etc.

He does not have a personal phone number or email id. His basic needs - and i mean basic (food, clothing and shelter) are taken care of by the association; and thats about it. He visits his parents once every year and thats all they see of him.

I hadn't seen him for over four years, so decided to spend an empty sunday finding him out. I did find him quickly, but wasn't quite happy to see him this way. Nevertheless, I managed to keep a smile on my face.

He seemed to be happy with his life.. May be he is.

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Farmagudi to Panhala

Two hill stations .... (I for one think that Farmagudi was no less than a hill station) ... 300 kms apart.... a bunch of Engicos... some c*p and well the same ol' days. Being engrossed in our so-called-busy lives gives most of us little chance to meet up. So in the backdrop of Tour de la Kashmir attended by 2 Engicos we decided to do one of our own. The place of choice was Panhala, about 27 kms from Kolhapur. Equidistant between Pune and Goa this was the best spot for the touring parties from Goa and Pune to meet up. While Clyde, Melissa, Hildon and myself made the smooth and picturesque drive down the Golden Quadrilateral ..... Gaurang, Carl, Anant and Parijat took the more bumpier and scenic route thro Ambolim.

For those who haven't been to Panhala....its a must visit during the rains. Breathtaking views splashed with plenty of green and stone, lots of cloud cover and rain and nice cool weather. Its sure was great fun catching up with college mates and also reliving those good old times. We checked in at the not-so-posh yet homely Hotel Hill Top in Panhala. In spite of having 3 rooms ... all the 'killos' in one room like in the hostel where bed space maximization was at its best. That round of 'mhendicot' and some planned 'teen paana' that never happened. That bonding .. that feeling like we were back in college. Just the perfect way to de-stress from our hectic lives. The following day we were all spotted in Kolhapur buying the traditional Kolhapuri chappals. For bargaining strategies please contact one Mr. Gaurang Kamat. It almost got to a point where the shopkeeper was willing to pay Gaurang to buy his merchandise. lol. Lunch and beers at Opal was followed by the long drive back home.

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