Wednesday, March 30, 2016

Celebrating Life: Episode VI

"I am slightly tipsy, I will be around Swimming pool, come pick me up."
Me: Okay, I will be there. 

"This is not how you face life, it seems you didn't learn anything from me. You just can't smoke and drink your life away. One relationship, and you are like this?"

"Don't be an asshole in life like him, today nobody turned out for funeral". 

"Your days to learn guitar has gone". 

"Don't be that guy who pays for each of his friends. Don't be Azha Passa. But at the same time, don't be that douche bag who mooches money from his friends. That's being worse than being Azha Passa."

"Okay, so you want to marry her? I will do anything that I can, to make it happen."

"Did you talk about puberty with them? You must have been shy, you should have asked why your pubic hair is growing and why your penis as well is?"

Sunday, March 27, 2016

Dear God.

Dear God,

With due respect and utmost apologies, keeping the fear of hell and glories of heaven aside, vociferous as I could be, I with utmost doubts of your existence and fear about the consequences that I might have to face if you existed, as laconic as I could get: what the fuck? God! 

Tuesday, March 22, 2016

Celebrating Holi.

"Dawa! Darwaza kholo!". 
Me just like Hema Malini, "Nahi!".

Thank God! None of my friends were fans of Daya from CID! Varna, Darwaza thoar deta! BC! 

This was something, which happened every other day, during Holi. Holi is an Indian festival, festival of colours. I presume, Holi happens to be the second festival after Shivratri, whereby Marijuana is taken for granted in India. 

Tuesday, March 8, 2016

My bucket List.

At times, we all tend to think of coming up with bucket list, things we do before we kick the bucket. I never had one, I am happy go lucky chap, just like my father. 

We are never too late to come up with bucket list, so here I jot down mine: I would rather call it as, 25 things I want to do before I die, and yes, I don't see living beyond 52. 

Celebrating Friends: Episode V.

Today, let me write about one of my favourites, in the entire world, my immediate brother, Pema Tamang a.k.a, Pumps. 

Apa's favourite son. Pema and I were very notorious when we grew up, we would do all sorts of mischiefs and fought a lot. He was always good at managing his stuff, compared to me.