Warning: This is a blog that lacks intellectuality. My levels of IQ stand as lofty as that of Paris Hilton's pet pomeranian and my knowledge of current affairs is as deep as Mandira Bedi's of cricket. I mostly ramble about the trivialities of my everyday life, F.R.I.E.N.D.S, friends n family, movies, cricket; basically thoughts that would enter the mind of any Sita, Gita or Rita.

Note: I was busy drooling over the pages of Playboy during my English classes in school. So please bare with any grammatical blunders or the obvious lack of classic literary writing. (I was a little confused between the selection of 'bear' and 'bare' in the sentence above so I resorted to my favorite inky-pinky-ponky routine)

If you happen to pass by, feel free to register your presence. coz yeh duniya bahot chhoti hai aur yeh zindagi bahot lambi. Kya pata, someday somewhere, you and I might end up discussing about it over a cup of garam garam masala tea.

Thursday, June 4, 2009

yeM Bee yAy

Her: So you are leaving me eh?!

Him: *silence*

Her: Oh come on! Be a man! Blurt it out!

Him: It's not what you think.

Her: Oh! don't give me that crap. You are all the same. You come, you have fun and then you leave.

Him: But I always loved you with all my heart. I never cheated on you. I never even thought about anyone else when I was with you.

Her: And now what! You got bored of me!

Him: Don't say that. It's not like that. How do I explain myself. Its just that this is something I always saw myself doing. This was kinda my first love. But I will always remember the days we spent together. I will always have a special place for you in my heart.

*Veer-Zara music plays in the background*

Those table-tennis games, that mail fiasco, the annual parties, those SCJP sessions, system no **29, employee id **35, that 2 o'clock phone call, all those memorable luncheons, the gyaan sharing, all the pagalpanti, fultoo mastigiri and so much more. I will definitely miss this place *sigh*

People say 'Love your job.' I say love your company too. Aakhir pyaar baant ne se badhta hai :)


What's in a name

~ Urv Bhatt
(after all, what's in a name :P)

Over the 2 years that I have stayed in Bangalore, I have come across many a lovable people.

Junk Leader
Niel Armstrong
Merry go round
Cold water
Screw driver
Question bank
Call Center
The 3 Musketeers
Iron Man
Patli kamar


Thank you Bangalore for the awesomest weather.

Thank you Koramanagala for all the restaurants/coffee hang-outs.

Thank you Shantisagar (restaurant hai bhidu log. I am neither talking about any Shanti(although I would like to ;)) nor any Sagar.) for that morning cup of tea.

Thank you Mast Kalandar for all those yummy Fridays.

Thank you Tandoor Hut for Tandoor Hut.


Somebody told me "Urv, don't change as a person." Hence I shall continue to be my evil self. Muahahahaha :D

*devilish laughter echoes in an infinite loop in the background thread*

PS: In case you did not understand what the post is all about, Sherlock Holmes aur Dan Brown ko bolo ki tumhe adopt kar le ;)