My Crazy Friends
I thought I’d start off blogging with a ONE disclaimer and leave it at that, but this post is very likely to ruffle a few feathers and be the reason why I’m gonna be slapped with a defamation suit or two. Hence, make way for another disclaimer….********************************************************************
DISCLAIMER:
This post intends to describe actual human beings who confess to being my friends (under third-degree interrogation, of course) with all their quirks and eccentricities. It does not intend to insult/humiliate the aforementioned people or focus on their limitations. The Author has her own share of those. What it does intend to do is, to focus on what makes them unique, what makes them funny, what makes them worth unflinching loyalty … in short, what makes them………..
My Crazy Friends.
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I was wondering in which order to begin describing my friends since that alone can cause a few problems (“Your honor, my client was ranked No. 5 in the list despite knowing and spending a large amount of resources on the accused for over 3 years”)
So I decided to be a cop-out and do it in random order………
Nadeem Mohsin:
1600/1600….. That’s what he scored on the GRE. It’s like the mark of the Beast…. Permanently stamped on his head!! He’s this insanely brilliant creature who intends to attain God-hood someday (Ha!). He’s also my godfather in Blogosphere who bullied me into blogging. Our entire class is petrified of him. In fact, people have been known to run for shelter when he lands in college. But I guess, sheer genius is difficult to fathom for ‘mere mortals’, as he calls them... Modestly calls himself the Geek God. Has this kick-ass sense of humour which I wish the rest of the class could witness. It’s simply amazing to talk to him because you just cannot let your mind shut down while talking to him. Other people put me into Auto-pilot mode (“hi! How are you? I’m ok... so wassup? ….really?,,,, uh-huh….uh-huh………uh-huh……uh *bloody* huh!!!!”) but he so does not!! Sometimes though, he tends to ramble on with no regard for human life. I’ve seen people walking around college like zombies with glazed eyes. That’s when you shake your head, smile ruefully and say….’So Nadeem’s at it again, huh?’ but the thing that gave me a serious kick was when I would say, “Shut up, Nadeem!” and he would dutifully stop. Now how many people can say that to the Geek God? ;-)
Sagar Yerunkar:
Focus on the first name here. Now for all those who aren’t acquainted with me, my surname happens to be Sagar. This one, tiny lil factoid has entertained Sagar’s friends, my friends and our class for years. I think it’s about time I demand royalties.
One more factoid coming up…
My middle name is Mary… Add a dash of bureaucratic ineptitude and what u have is a recipe for disaster… well, not quite disaster …. But jokes and mishaps to last at least 4 years...
The attendance sheet in my class read like a wedding card for an entire semester...
‘SAGAR MARRY SHARON’
All that was required was, ‘Mrs. & Mr. Yerunkar request the pleasure of your company at the nuptials of their youngest son…….’etc etc and we were all set…..
Laugh all you want. I’m used to it. Sagar’s friends apparently still get their kicks from my name… oops… OUR name…
The way we greet each other hasn’t changed for ages…
S. Sagar: Hi, Sagar!
Sagar. Y: Bol, Sagar!
That’s a little too much ‘Sagar’, don’t you think?
And that’s just the name………………Now for the person….
Sagar is entertaining, to say the least…. will bombard you with his incessant questions. He’s somewhat like a 4 yr old, in that respect, only taller. Also, he tends to observe details that NOBODY else does… and sometimes that frightens you because you don’t quite know what he has already noted down about you and filed away for future reference.
Has pulled a chair out from under me when I was gonna sit on it. In front of the entire batch. I still haven’t let go of it because I ended up cussing aloud and the next thing I know….. The entire batch has got this shocked look on their faces (“She used the F-word!!!” *Shock* *Horror*).
I call him SCARA. All my fellow survivors of BE Computers will know what that means. Ask Nadeem if the name doesn’t ring a bell. And as to why I call him SCARA…. Ask the Horse himself. (Straight from the horse’s mouth… geddit?? ok... that was lame… but I think I’m allowed a PJ or two in every post…)
…………….. A microscopic thought emerges from the depths of my brain……………..
This post is getting too long….. So I shall continue about My Crazy Friends™ in the next post….
Pet peeve(s) of the day:
1) Grainy images!!
Like a good girl, I decided to catch some of the World Cup action. And guess what greets me? ….. I think I ruined that question by answering it myself earlier. Silly me. Anyway, thanks to the most moronic cable operator on earth, I can’t watch a single match clearly. I ended up watching the aforementioned match (Italy vs. USA) due to sheer willpower. (“They can’t beat me!! I’ll show ‘em!! I’ll show ‘em all!!”) Harsha Bhogle sounded as if someone sandpapered his throat and I ended up squinting at the TV trying to make sense of it all. Tried headphones too. No use. I searched for Star World or Zee Café to alleviate my misery…….. Nada. Nothing. Zilch. To add to my misery, channels like Maa TV and CCC are crystal clear, which makes sense considering the fact that we’re in Andhra-land…
But I still can’t see anything clearly!!!
Oh, that reminds me… I’m due for an eye check-up...
2) Um… I really don’t know what to name this pet peeve
Last night, I needed to make a trip to the loo. So like all normal human beings, I charted a course toward it. I turned on the light switch and was surprised to see……... nothing. It was pitch dark. “Power outages are common”, u say. Ah, but no, here comes the catch... the rest of the house is flooded with light. In fact, the room adjacent to the loo had electricity happily coursing through its veins. So I shrugged n said “what the hell….I’ll try another one” and went to the loo in my brother’s room… that’s when it turned into a tragi-comedy. No electricity there as well. Yep, yep… Bro’s room is well lit, Bro’s loo is not. Asked Bro about it... he said it’s a common occurrence. Get used to it. Went to another room. Same problem there.
Apparently, I live in a house where the bathrooms have ganged up against me.
Don’t ask me what I did next.
I’m warning you.
PS – I was talking to a friend and she mentioned that her friend was cribbing about her cousins – Nefertiti, Palymino, and Babylonia. Those cousins had other cousins called Horatio and Horastus who had buddies called Light, Bright and Right.
I kid thee not.
ROTFL.
PS v1.1 – This was a loooooooong post. And I digressed. Again. Clearly, I’m incapable of brevity.
posted by Sharon @ 6/27/2006 02:12:00 AM
7 Comments:
Hey Sagar!:D
"It’s simply amazing to talk to him because you just cannot let your mind shut down while talking to him. "
I beg to differ. How else do you think i tolerated him besides me in class for 3 full years?!? I have actually developed the ability to selectively filter his voice frequency out!
I'm entertaining! yaay!
As far as the SCARA story goes... well this horse will keep his mouth shut for now.. Sometime later maybe.
Wow, I'm flattered. *Sobs happily until drainage system gives out*
Btw, other people routinely shut their minds down while talking to me. Only a select few have the mental bandwidth to take it, you see. The others just make some pathetic excuses and run away. Some kind of defense mechanism, I'm told. Some people have gone so far as to evolve protective coloration and camouflage...:D
The same goes for my alleged 'kickass sense of humor' - these so-called 'mere mortals' don't get it. :P
Hey, I don't call myself the Geek God - that's what Microsoft calls me! See the t-shirt they gave me...
The zombies with glazed eyes were my doing?! Damn, all this time I thought I was bringing them out of their stupors...
About the 'Mary' part - for the life of me I would never have been able to corrupt it to 'marry' like the rest of our class did. I honestly don't know how you can even come close to thinking that someone could possibly think that the two words could actually be pronounced similarly.
Our friend the Horse has conveniently forgotten that I was the one who had to give him crash courses before every exam, these consisting of half-formed sentence fragments that were precisely calculated to drum the salient features of the topic into his thick skull in record time. I've let him cling to the illusion that there was some kind of resonance between our thought patterns that made him understand me so easily. :)
As for brevity, it's kinda obvious by now that I suck at it too.
How can i forget Nad? You have saved my skin quite a few times with those fantabulous crash courses.
But that's when i chose to tune into your voice frequency and filter other voice frequencies out. Rather, form an automated voice response system for other frequencies. Don't you remember... If HE would interrupt, my immediate response - "SHUT UP!!!"
LOL. Maybe we should ask Sharon to write about HIM next. Might be fun.
:-)
@nadeem:
sixteen hundred on sixteen hunndred sounds too good to be true man!
(i ve repeated this a hundred times now)
LOL, this is going too far. Now people are mentioning it in comments on blogs that aren't even mine! :D
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