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 !
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
NO CLOTHES, really??
I open my cupboard every morning, to let out a sigh, 'I have no friggin clothes'!!
I do manage to put a decent Outfit together, almost everyday but yet I'm totally lusting for some outfit that hasn't found its way into my wardrobe yet. Being a [soon to be ] doctor and an immensely creative person (so I would like to believe)... I am always unhappy and find my way to the mall quite often... and my life is a one BIG circle.
Lack of clothes - Impulsive buys - total Bliss - Many compliments - more desires - lack of choices - Dissatisfaction ..... BACK TO MALL!!
I go on living this weird pattern (knowingly) and then comes along this spirited young girl.. looking fabulous everyday :P, working her way to a (Noble) cause ... while i lay mostly bankrupt with an overflowing wardrobe and yet no where in the same zipcode as Noble!!:P
Where did I go wrong? I should have taken a few tips from Anjali:(then again i thought NAAH!!! ,
PS: if Dad is reading this please pay closes attenuation , your Daughter is in need for big moola[money] :D
Sealed with a kiss by Nandini !
PS: if Dad is reading this please pay closes attenuation , your Daughter is in need for big moola[money] :D
Sealed with a kiss by Nandini !
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Stick 'Em Up!
I had a random thought pop into my head while in the shower this morning: I wonder if a bank robber has ever been stricken with sudden diarrhea during a hold-up? I would imagine that it has happened at some point... You know, I'm sure your adrenalin is racing, your heart is racing, and your nerves have to be pretty jangled... I am willing to bet cash money, I know that there has been a bank robber with total bowel control loss during a robbery...what you guys think ..?
Sealed with a kiss by Nandini!
Sealed with a kiss by Nandini!
Saturday, September 26, 2009
This is nothing; just a state of mind,
The winter is so dry,
My eyes wet as I cry.
There is so much I want to say,
But there’s nothing I seem to convey.
Familiar faces, friendly names,
Sad poems & broken frames.
The darkness rises, I fall.
Tomorrow once again I’ll stand tall.
I want an answer, but what is the question?
I’ve been numbed, what is this sensation?
It pulls me apart while I try holding it together,
Is it NOW, NEVER or FOREVER?
Every tragedy is comedy, so laugh a lot
The world is too big but life still too short!
Sealed with a kiss by Nandini !
My eyes wet as I cry.
There is so much I want to say,
But there’s nothing I seem to convey.
Familiar faces, friendly names,
Sad poems & broken frames.
The darkness rises, I fall.
Tomorrow once again I’ll stand tall.
I want an answer, but what is the question?
I’ve been numbed, what is this sensation?
It pulls me apart while I try holding it together,
Is it NOW, NEVER or FOREVER?
Every tragedy is comedy, so laugh a lot
The world is too big but life still too short!
Sealed with a kiss by Nandini !
Letter To Nandini .. by Dad
My Dear Nanu !
“I don’t know why you are sad today . But I want you to know that I wouldn’t mind giving all my life for you, and we love you just the way you are right now, you are a perfect Daughter, Yes You can be a little stubborn at times, but I like the way you stand firm on things you believe in. I like the way you respect yourself. You can be silly at times and you don’t know how gullible you are! But you have a heart of gold. Maybe that’s why you touch my soul so deeply. You’re so compassionate - God stopped making people like you long back! You can never harm anybody. I admit, you can be blunt at times, but I know that’s because you’re dangerously honest. I like the way you take life so cheerfully, one day at a time. Stay the same, trust me, it hurts me when you’re sad. However, you’re so hard to handle when you get mad at something. But that’s a part of who you are. So I love your gussa too. And your smile compensates for that. And yeah, you’re very pretty! To sum up, you’re the kind of Daughter that every Father would love to come back home to at the end of the day just to hear your voice and see your smile,
I love you very much
Keep smiling:)
Dad !
“I don’t know why you are sad today . But I want you to know that I wouldn’t mind giving all my life for you, and we love you just the way you are right now, you are a perfect Daughter, Yes You can be a little stubborn at times, but I like the way you stand firm on things you believe in. I like the way you respect yourself. You can be silly at times and you don’t know how gullible you are! But you have a heart of gold. Maybe that’s why you touch my soul so deeply. You’re so compassionate - God stopped making people like you long back! You can never harm anybody. I admit, you can be blunt at times, but I know that’s because you’re dangerously honest. I like the way you take life so cheerfully, one day at a time. Stay the same, trust me, it hurts me when you’re sad. However, you’re so hard to handle when you get mad at something. But that’s a part of who you are. So I love your gussa too. And your smile compensates for that. And yeah, you’re very pretty! To sum up, you’re the kind of Daughter that every Father would love to come back home to at the end of the day just to hear your voice and see your smile,
I love you very much
Keep smiling:)
Dad !
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
guest post by DAD !!
The affection of a father is, daughter,
Sweet melody of a song is, daughter,
Live dream of every passions, daughter,
A unique gift of universe is, daughter
Dear of dearest face is, daughter,
By Dr. Baljeet Arya
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