Wednesday, April 16, 2008

In Bed

This one is a game, I found going on in an Orkut Community. Basically, all you have to do is read what your fortune says. Then add ‘IN BED’ at the end of it. The result is hilarious. So, check what your fortune says and add it in the comments section


Your talents will be recognized and suitably rewarded… IN BED (Ahem…)

Behind an able man, there are always other able men IN BED!!! (Ouch!)

You will pass a difficult test that will make you happier IN BED!! (Phew…)

A thrilling time is in your immediate future IN BED (Yippee!!)

In God we trust; all others must pay cash IN BED!!! (Amen!)

You have an important new business development shaping up IN BED. (Ermm…)

You have a potential urge and the ability for accomplishment IN BED (Let’s GO!!)

You are soon going to change your present line of work IN BED (ummm…)

Versatility is one of your outstanding traits IN BED (Thank You!)


The only good is knowledge and the only evil is ignorance....IN BED!!! (Be informed)

The philosophy of one century is the common sense of the next IN BED! (Move on!)

Society prepares the crime: The criminal commits it IN BED. (Joint Venture??)

You will never need to worry about a steady income IN BED. (I call it ‘Hard Work’)

Stop searching forever, happiness is just next to you IN BED. (You mean, the pillow )

Your mind is creative, original and alert... IN BED (Alert…yes… but mind??)

Avoid Hasty decisions...IN BED... (Difficult… but, if you say so…)

You will be recognized and honored as a community leader IN BED (Finally!!)

Promise only what you can deliver...IN BED (but… I mean… you know…)

You are talented in many ways... IN THE BED (Thank you, once again!!)

The great pleasure in life is doing what people say you cannot do in BED. (Forbidden fruit!)

Tuesday, April 8, 2008

Orange Mumbai...



That’s what K said about the city… Bombay is orange

The three of us were sitting on a rock at Bandstand, D, K and I. The salty sea water touched our feet… The dirty Arabian Sea swirled away merrily around the rocks. The sun had set. The sky was a dull shade of orange, turning to purple.

After the first 7 days at K’s place, I had finally managed to find a place of my own at Crimson Tower, Flat No: 2003. It was on the twentieth floor. Everything from up there looked small and insignificant and orange-ish. I had moved in with P, A and A, my friends from workplace. Soon K moved in with us.

Hardly two weeks had passed, and already the city was changing me … I was starting to find a sense of freedom, unlike anything I had ever known before. Living all by myself, working to earn a living, staying with people I hardly knew, being accountable and responsible for the things I do…




During this time, we started hanging out at Bandstand. D used to come all the way from TISS, and join us at Bandra station. We used to head to Mocha, where every time we religiously ordered a portion of Lava Lava (and at times, two of them!!).

The sound of the waves lapping up on the rock and then retreating , the setting sun, couples sitting and making out shamelessly on adjacent rocks, the ever-enigmatic ‘Jeevesh terrace’ looming large behind us, and the three of us, singing our hearts out… that’s how our weekends went by.




On one such weekend, K pointed out that the city was orange. Everything about it… the light streaming out of the street lamps… the orange tiles on the Barista floor… the colour of the flag flying at every party office … the Fab-India curtains at the window… the cushion covers… This city was orange…

We also thought, we will write a book some day, and it will be called ‘Orange Mumbai’. Well, we are yet to start on that, but at least it’s got a preface now…

This was of course the calm before the storm… soon the pirates would arrive on the shores of Bombay, and change life as we knew it… but then that’s one whole different story..

(To D and K: This one is for you guys… To the January evenings… Lava Lava and Bandstand! )