Vip-loveology

In the year 1974, on a cold night, when the clock had struck 12 almost 25 minutes back, two things happened for which the GOD (for the mortals) still repents. One the date 17th December started and second, yours truly came to bestow the earth. This blog is a junkyard of some of the profound statements which I delivered, copied, borrowed, tweaked and got inspired from. Some of them are out rightly insulting and may come across as personal attacks. Kindly understand, that is my intent.

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Sunday, June 7, 2009

Rare classics

In the journey of life, there come certain milestones.
Those never come back...those never come back

Means,

Zindagi ke safar mein ghuzar jaate hain to makaam
wo fir nahin aate...wo fir nahin aate...

A few more of my ramblings...a few more to your insults

Abey khargos, bageeche mein ghoom riya hai kya...borrowed from the Tempo (public transport of Indore) wallahs. Means...oye rabbit...u think its a park or what?

Abey hamare jaise ban to jaogey lekin hamare jaisa calibre kahan se laogey?

Aisa hai beta...jahan bhi jaoegy...hamein hi paogey...ghoom fir ke wahin aaogey.

Maut, Yamraj aur Viplove...hamesha galat time par baat sun lete hain..