This post is all about MY Dad's Joke. All of us children would be familiar with them. First the joke is cracked. Mom smiles appreciatively. My Brothers and I raise my eyebrows questioningly asking whether that was a joke. Mom shoots a glare. It obviously worked, as bros and I laugh out loud in typical LOL style. They are the Dad Jokes. Maybe I'm doing a sad job explaining them. I'll show you some examples. My bros and I started noting them down (Literally noting down. Though in our generation, literally 'typing' them down on the cell phone, so that we remember all of them. This blog post was plotted since so many months. Muhuhahaha.)
1)I met a guy called Aman Puri who was living near my friend Amy's place when I went to her home. I used to crib about him to my parents. One day his parents called us for dinner. So we supposed to go to his place[ according to me that was a bad idea], so anyway my mom asked me whether I wanted something special for dinner that night, coz she knew i wont go to his house .Before I could answer, she giggled at something Dad said.
And DAD said....."She will want to eat anything except Puri."
heheheheh. Right!! :P
2) Whenever I see Dhoni, Dravid, Zaheer's pics on billboards, or on any poster,newspaper or whatever, I announce "Dhoniiiii" or "Draviiiiiiid" joyfully.
So, I see Dhoni's photo endorsing Sonata watches on the back of a bus[in the Indian newspaper] . . I squealled "Dhoniiiii" as usual. Dad stares at MSD smiling casually back at him. I shrank back into next to him , expecting a Dad joke coming.:)
The wisecrack- "Dhoni used to hang out of the buses when he was young. And he still hangs out of the buses when he's famous."
3)At work, there was a guy called Vikram working with my Dad.There was another guy along with him and on that particular day, the other guy had not appeared if office.
My Dad rocks. He calls Vikram and asks,
"Oye Vikram. Betaal kaha hai??"!!
4)My and I family went to "Solly" for shopping for clothes n stuff Dad looks at Solly's board outside the shop and turns to me and Amit.
"If Solly doesn't have the clothes we want, what will they say?"
He knows we both are dumb, so he won't wait for an answer.
He shows his 100 watt smile. "Solly, we don't have it."
Amit and I manage a warm, fake smile while mom laughs dutifully.
TO BE CONTINUE ...
Friday, October 2, 2009
A Post just for my F.R.I.E.N.D.S!!!!!
When I'm low, no one's there,
When I'm high, no one cares,
When you least expect it, comes someone in your life,
To be with you, in each and every strife,
They are my friends, They are always here
Each one of them, a gem, so dear.
My favourite, the cutest of them all,
Is Ankit, with whom I always have a ball,
My soul sister, who's as crazy as me,
She's Anjali,"Oh Rolando !!", we say we glee,
There's pooja, who's always shopping or cooking,
Disha's tongue cannot stop working,
Vineet's crazy, completely wild,
Shaan, who's more mature than me, even if He's just a child,
Vikas Dangi, completely insane and keeps me entertained,
Amit, who's good at computer things, leaves me dumbfounded,
Vikas uncle, who is wicked, always upto some fun,
With shaaluu, her number one. (KIDDING!)
These are my friends, and i really appreciate
I guarantee, they'll make your best mate!!
P.S- This poem was written under immense frustration and irritation. Guests had come over at 8 in the evening and were there till midnight. I thought I could shower them with my mesmerising presence and a quick Bolt types speech(Arre, that guy who got fastest running record in Olympic Games :D):-"Hello Aunty,How are you, I'm fine, and flash my 1000 watt fake smile and bury myself in the computer. But Alas. The guests had come to learn from my Dad about some stuff that i care less. My Dad, the know-it-all,can stop me from watching TV at 10 in the night and can give me a lecture about using the computer all the time and not sleeping enough , but he could teach the guests shit on computer till midnight. Sigh. Life is unfair. I locked myself in my (and my invisible friend bunt's :P) room and fumed.
Hence, this poem,that i happily dedicated to my friends :-)
Sealed with a kiss by Nandini !
When I'm high, no one cares,
When you least expect it, comes someone in your life,
To be with you, in each and every strife,
They are my friends, They are always here
Each one of them, a gem, so dear.
My favourite, the cutest of them all,
Is Ankit, with whom I always have a ball,
My soul sister, who's as crazy as me,
She's Anjali,"Oh Rolando !!", we say we glee,
There's pooja, who's always shopping or cooking,
Disha's tongue cannot stop working,
Vineet's crazy, completely wild,
Shaan, who's more mature than me, even if He's just a child,
Vikas Dangi, completely insane and keeps me entertained,
Amit, who's good at computer things, leaves me dumbfounded,
Vikas uncle, who is wicked, always upto some fun,
With shaaluu, her number one. (KIDDING!)
These are my friends, and i really appreciate
I guarantee, they'll make your best mate!!
P.S- This poem was written under immense frustration and irritation. Guests had come over at 8 in the evening and were there till midnight. I thought I could shower them with my mesmerising presence and a quick Bolt types speech(Arre, that guy who got fastest running record in Olympic Games :D):-"Hello Aunty,How are you, I'm fine, and flash my 1000 watt fake smile and bury myself in the computer. But Alas. The guests had come to learn from my Dad about some stuff that i care less. My Dad, the know-it-all,can stop me from watching TV at 10 in the night and can give me a lecture about using the computer all the time and not sleeping enough , but he could teach the guests shit on computer till midnight. Sigh. Life is unfair. I locked myself in my (and my invisible friend bunt's :P) room and fumed.
Hence, this poem,that i happily dedicated to my friends :-)
Sealed with a kiss by Nandini !
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