After the long impasse, I am back with more of everyday laughter. Here follows a compilation of a day to day humor of life. I am starting with some of the official ones and later move to other walks of my life. Enjoy J
Nanri
Malyali bulb
I was as usual half working and half pretending to work, and was deeply engrossed into my monitor when I realized there was a girl standing next to me. I looked at her with an inquiring look and she said ‘Mam, where does John shit?” My eyes literally popped out before she restated it: “Where does he sit?”
Innocence at its best
I was sitting with my manager in his cabin . A colleague by name Raja joined us but had no chair to sit, so went out and pulled one in. My manager shortly got a call from the GM who sits in the next cabin and was talking about somebody Raja. My colleague sitting next to me literally started sweating, and looked at me and said “Oh… my god I think they are talking about me, I pulled the chair out of his room.” I laughed non-stop for the next 5 mins. hehehe
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Showing posts with label bulb. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bulb. Show all posts
April 02, 2007
February 11, 2007
Bulbology
What was supposed to be a real good evening turned out to be a bulb evening.
Hopefully, all thanglish speakers know what the word means. For others it is, “Well you read this and you will know.”
Dressed up and started off to my friend's marriage reception looking forward to see some long lost and some nearly forgotten friends. I was pretty excited to see them and went into conversation on the updates in each others lives.
We had asked one of the friends to get the gift. In the old childish ways, ran to the gift competing with a friend to carry the gift to the stage. When I bent down to pick the gift I realized that it was too heavy. That was bulb No.1. Had to back off and let my friend carry it. :-(
Now onto the stage with the couple, the bride complimented my friend that she had lost weight. Anxious to get a similar compliment I told her that she too had lost weight. The bride looked at me, smiled and said “Thanks but you have put on a lot of weight”. Gave back an embarrassed smile. (My friend was giggling from behind…..krathaki) Bulb no. 2 :-(
Recouped myself and rushed off to the dinner room, very very hungry. They served two cups and one of them with a spoon. Thought (a little loudly!!!) “Hey my favorite! Gulab jamun.” In seconds, the same guy came back and took the cup with the spoon back. Another giggle. Another bulb. Bulb no. 3. :-(
I called the server for more pulao, he jus did not seem to hear me. Then my friend who was giggling called the guy and asked him to serve me. He came to me and served. I asked for more. After another cupful he looked at me and said with almost a scorn “Enough?” I nodded. Bulb no. 4. Then he turned to my friend and asked with respect “madam for u”. What an insult. Bulb no.5.
After dinner and ice cream (hmmmmm….at least some things are right) we went to bid adieu to the couple and were taking snaps of the couple, standing below the dais. I also took out my mobile to take a photo of the couple. After trying to focus for some time I clicked and lo !!! Memory full. GRRRR….. deleted a few old photos and tried again and lo!!!!!!!!! Low battery and the phone shut down. Hmmm…. Another bulb. Bulb no. ?? Lost count. Forget it.
Happily (seemingly so) participated and looked at others taking photos, bid farewell and was walking out of the mandapam. Thought “why not take the kalkandu” So came back to take it and lo! Not there……..
Fortunately (or so I must say so) my last bulb for the day. And then what, came back home. Avlothan bye bye.
Hopefully, all thanglish speakers know what the word means. For others it is, “Well you read this and you will know.”
Dressed up and started off to my friend's marriage reception looking forward to see some long lost and some nearly forgotten friends. I was pretty excited to see them and went into conversation on the updates in each others lives.
We had asked one of the friends to get the gift. In the old childish ways, ran to the gift competing with a friend to carry the gift to the stage. When I bent down to pick the gift I realized that it was too heavy. That was bulb No.1. Had to back off and let my friend carry it. :-(
Now onto the stage with the couple, the bride complimented my friend that she had lost weight. Anxious to get a similar compliment I told her that she too had lost weight. The bride looked at me, smiled and said “Thanks but you have put on a lot of weight”. Gave back an embarrassed smile. (My friend was giggling from behind…..krathaki) Bulb no. 2 :-(
Recouped myself and rushed off to the dinner room, very very hungry. They served two cups and one of them with a spoon. Thought (a little loudly!!!) “Hey my favorite! Gulab jamun.” In seconds, the same guy came back and took the cup with the spoon back. Another giggle. Another bulb. Bulb no. 3. :-(
I called the server for more pulao, he jus did not seem to hear me. Then my friend who was giggling called the guy and asked him to serve me. He came to me and served. I asked for more. After another cupful he looked at me and said with almost a scorn “Enough?” I nodded. Bulb no. 4. Then he turned to my friend and asked with respect “madam for u”. What an insult. Bulb no.5.
After dinner and ice cream (hmmmmm….at least some things are right) we went to bid adieu to the couple and were taking snaps of the couple, standing below the dais. I also took out my mobile to take a photo of the couple. After trying to focus for some time I clicked and lo !!! Memory full. GRRRR….. deleted a few old photos and tried again and lo!!!!!!!!! Low battery and the phone shut down. Hmmm…. Another bulb. Bulb no. ?? Lost count. Forget it.
Happily (seemingly so) participated and looked at others taking photos, bid farewell and was walking out of the mandapam. Thought “why not take the kalkandu” So came back to take it and lo! Not there……..
Fortunately (or so I must say so) my last bulb for the day. And then what, came back home. Avlothan bye bye.
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