Turkish Delight?

too many things happening- a lot more to blab n bore NERs
but for now- this happened yesterday evening...


Turkish Delight- rather a turkey vulture.

Hot cute guy sitting across
us at German Bakey, our haunt.
Bald guy with scary hair around
and a silly goatee to match,
happens to be hottie's friend.
With ciggies in his hand,
(the bald guy,unfortunately)
hijacks our favourite bench,
along with his other ugly friend.
Says "Smoking is bad for health"-
Bloody Filthy Hypocrite,
Asks," Do I look Indian?"
We nod, hesitantly nod.
Talks about himself, us and Bombay,
Then finally says,"I'm from Turkey."
Asks us a thousand more questions
to which we lie with all integrity and wit.
His ugly friend watches the show,
lets him try his best to hit on us-
very very bad attempt.
I'm busy making up
imaginary names and places,
while Anna's taking his number
force-fed to her N80.
Urging me to be done with
my omlette,toast and ginger tea;
Trying in vain to be un-obvious,
signalling urgent departure.
Some flimsy fake promises made
to meet on some unforeseen weekend,
we scram the hell out of there,
screamin,"WTF?!" in hushed voices,
walking as fast as my short legs
can carry the other short half,
bursting into giggles momenatrily,
turning around to check and double-check,
clicking " traffic in motion"
for some un-doable project, we finally
get a rick before the driver refuses.
Laughing our butts off in there,
we ponder whats with the place?
we always encounter such nutters,
asking ppl out all over space.
only way out: temporary avoidance.
for another two weeks( or mayb less)
lets say no- to German Bakery.

Da Gym-exercise,slog,stare n come back to hog.

The only reason im boring NER(thts non existent readers..im too lazy to type it in every post)

with this continuous onslaught of posts is bcoz i get my heavy(for me atleast) laptop only few times a week nowadays n today im in da mood to blog.

ok so now about the whole gymming thing...im not obese(not yet),i want 2 lose weight n flab n fat so tht i can get back into 26-inch waistline jeans.

2nd jan.. d official 1st day at symbii, pune, in d new year for me..me n zubs decide to go to gym.. sleeping,whining(abt not being able 2 sleep 4 long enuf), complaining(abt my trackpants which were body-fitting at d bottom much to my displeasure and im ashamed to admit tht i dont have ne long loose baggy kinda t shirts almost evry1 has!!) n panting(thats me!!) we reach d college gym..

1.d gym instructor asks if its our 1st time..i say yes d very 1st time(never needed it before ).(liar zubs nods wid full force).

2. he thn takes us into thi sroom 2 warm up in which whenver me n zubs were fighting hard not to laugh whnver we caught each other in d mirror in front..

3. he takes us to do cardio for 5 mins on each.. i try the cycle its ok..can see zubs nicely jogging on d treadmill on my side..

4. i do the treadmill where i go back at one point of time n jus managed to walk at a measely speed of 6 or so while others start wid tht level.

5. do crunches then- (too ahsamed to mention teh number of times)

6. my classmate who's into gymmin n has a gud body decides 2 bless me wid sum tips n suggests this exercise to increase my height n love handles.. very good for me. bad thing though i cud never reach the bars 2 hold so tht i could hang from them.. tehotehr gym instructor got 4-5 weights n made me stand on them,with few ppl around lookin at the fun show i ws performing, n asked me to jump and get hold of d bars( i think %$%&%& u.. n i say- no no no no i cant i cant..4get it lets do sumthing else)

7. now dis classmate again thinks up a new exercise for me- leg ups. this time zubs,instructor n 2-3 others r surrounding me while i try my best 2 lift my legs up.. i think i managed to displace them in the vertical direction by almost 6 inches(exaggeration i admit). all this while zubs laughing like she's watching d funniest friends episode or something in that league.. n d rest r amused/bemused watching me struggle- lucky ppl didnt hav 2 watch tht for too long- i gave up after 2-3 attempts.

8. we leave,FINALLY for hell's sake. we meet Anna aft tht n zubs regales her wid tales of me fooling n blundering around in d gym.. abt d guys we cud check out there-some hot-bods aroun ahem ahem.. n oh yes i did d weight check at sum point n ws overjoyed 2 knw i'd lost 2 kgs-laugh as much as u want- but 2 kgs is 2 kgs.

9.then i have mango lassi, allu bhujia, lip chips(they r so so tasty n amazing.yummmmmmmmm) in teh course of d night.(some diet food aft d gym,huh??) my legs starts hurting so much i can barely get up. it happens wid d 1st time i've heard. so i'll not curse my weaknesses, but rather believe in hearsay.

10. late night-we blab,bitch, do crazy orkut stuff(hail anna's internet card) n finally doze off to sleep at 3( th ws me,i guess thes 2 sat up bitchin,or for decency's sake blabbing till 4)

i wake up sumhow at 7 n ask aloud wat do we do? anna says go back 2 sleep, so i do. wake up at 2 or 3.my legs still hurt n i go to brush only in late aftnoon.

then we order this humungously,obscenely huge amount of food(5 naans,half chicken handi-tht could feed 10 ppl,n half plate dum chicken biryani---all this 4 jus 3 of us). obviously we fail 2 eat all of tht however big hoggers/gluttons we might be. n aft this super-uber-heavy lunch n a miniscule siesta me n zubs do manage to get up n go 2 d gym.

d usual routine.. its been almost a week since i've joined n i hav lost 1 more kg in d process-again laugh as much as u may want,1 kg is 1 kg. i do it everyday-check weight tht is- so aft this blogathon i'll go down 2 gym n try 2 lose a bit more calories than i did yesterday n do another weight check. lol-gym-lol!

to zubs.. may her laptop rest(or come back) in one piece.

a new year has come..
i hav joined the gym in a vain n futile attempt to lose all that flab...
those embarrassing moments 2 b posted soon,someday,whtver...
d main thing however is...
zub's laptop got stolen sunday tht was..from the hostel and evryone's fkin stumped how it happened.. weird thing being that someone(whoever stole the laptop most probably) stole teh laptop charger first, then realsied tht the charger alone wont help her ( her coz its a girls hostel n stray dogs are more welcome in our hostel than guys are, though guys at times are even worse than those creatures..)- thn nicely came around to her room n stole the laptop frm teh bag..
its weird we 5 keep our rooms lockers evrything open n for use out there..
funny sancho's laptop was there on her table, open and on, n the "theif" went to the last bed, took out the almost 3 kg heavy big compaq latop from zub's bag!! earlier gaurz' money had been stolen from her locked locker...
someone jus stole a laptop!! it ws funny at first! we did search everyroom,wel almost i think.. in teh cupboards, under beds, in suitcases. evry goddamned place.. but i(WE) dont really think the "thief" would hav nicely kept it lying in her room.....
n yestday sum stupid sid bimbettes came 2 search our rooms!!
idiots.watevr..
now am bunking bepc n bloggin n we go 8 mins left 2 turn off laptop, 1st log off d net, run down 3 flights of stairs, go the taj(asap!!!) thn crash into class 4 OB....