Real and Animated Conversation

This is hilarious Cuz i actually experienced it. I can understand if you think it is not and appreciate if you keep your comments to yourself. And ideally this should go in the Funny Ones. But way tooo la la la la long la la la la long long ge... I had this conversation with this guy from my orgnstn who i don know but works in another city. Also below is a animated conversation written by a colleague where my dear friend has made a dig at KT, another colleague and me.
Real Conversation
KT [2:46 PM]:
hi
Gulshan Momin [2:47 PM]:
yes.. hi
KT [2:47 PM]:
r u related with Mktg projects there
Gulshan Momin [2:48 PM]:
nope..you can speak with Murli
KT [2:48 PM]:
hhmm
so wat abt u
Gulshan Momin [2:48 PM]:
sorry do i know u?
KT [2:49 PM]:
c we dont know each other,, i am Kapil from Delhi working with Marketing posted in essel house is it enought
enough
Gulshan Momin [2:50 PM]:
well all that i can tell you is for marketing you can speak with Murli
thanks take care
KT [2:50 PM]:
thanks i guess i disturb u..
take care
Gulshan Momin [2:50 PM]:
no. bye
Vs
Animated Conversation (written by a colleague)
KT [2:46 PM]:
Hi…want to mumbai mumba with me?
Gulshan Momin [2:47 PM]:
No way…I only mumba long distance
(Very mean, gulshan says)
KT [2:47 PM]:
Great! Cause I’m in delhi…quite a typical delhiite….mumba on my mind…all the time…. ehehehe
Gulshan Momin [2:48 PM]:
Eeks!....i would not mumba with you if you were the last man on earth
KT [2:48 PM]:
hhmm so can we hangout when im in Mumbai???
Gulshan Momin [2:48 PM]:
No way… I’m wayyyyyyy to high maintenance….almost unaffordable for you.
KT [2:49 PM]:
Oh…that’s cool…like a typical delhiite, I have a wife that you will never know of….and she earns big bucks…like DGM’s…so now can we meet (or better MUMBA!)
Gulshan Momin [2:50 PM]:
NO. because like Myth-ali (Gulshan he he heing) I like heart….more than “wallet”

(lines, copied from another colleague in the office)

KT [2:50 PM]:
You’re weird-ass I guess I’ll have to take my lechery elsewhere….
Gulshan Momin [2:50 PM]:
I concur

Look hard.You got the Key!!!!

She left her keys at home ‘how can I manage to repeat the same feat over and over again..I thought I had given up on that habit about a year back, since I had not lost or left my keys anywhere’ She told hersself .. She has lost keys close to 25 times in the last 7 to 8 years excluding the last year.
Cursing herself with a variety…biatch,idiot,stupid,moron… again and again. So, here it was time to get down on her bro’s knees and plead. Not that she’d mind but with the kind of reaction that she had already imagined it was not at all in the least tempting to pick up the phone and speak to him. But, she always manages to put herself in situations that she hates the most….like this and many more…like not keeping her personal diary safe, not locking her phone with calls going to everyone… and then invite her own ire on herself.
Ok..tring tring..and her heart is beating…loud and clear.. DOOPDOOPDOOP.. the sound effects..Ya that’s how her heart beats sound like when she is scared.
Listen, Chickoo , I have forgotton the keys – Passion fruit
Chickoo – I am out at goregoan
Oh so you will take real long. Does anyone else have the keys. – Passion fruit
(Passsion fruit knew the answer already, NO)
Chickoo – No. ( Passion fruit really know her bro well)
So, I will get the Chabiwala to unlock – Passion fruit
(Passion fruit has all the solutions)
Chickoo – No, there has been some problems in the building and I have picked up fights with most of them, I have lost a bicycle (which passion fruit had never seen) and I am in no mood to get into another browl soon.
(Passion fruit is not surprised)
(Passion fruit, tries to link the fights and the key problem, gives up in no second and asks)
I don’t see any logic in your fights and me getting the chabiwala – Passion fruit
(Passion fruit said more, don’t recollect it verbatim)
Chickoo - **** it. Do whatever u want.
Oki fine ya I will do what I want – Passion fruit

In less than a minute Passion fruit send a SMS to her bro telling him
“ Go to hell. I am waitin. Since u wud have also waited rite if u were in my situation rite? Hypocrites.” Passion fruit
Chickoo –“Go ahead do what u want”
“No. Now I will wait for you” – Passion fruit
No response.
Passion fruit sits in the building compound changing colours from yellow to red. Still so tempted to call the chaabiwala had it not been for the challenge she had already taken.
Calls up a couple of people. Plays around with her bag. After a while, she is hungry and goes to a kirana and gets some munchy- Packed bhel and khakra. She is confident and upset that she will miss her party tonight. Just when she is cleaning up her bag…guess what….yes I am disappointed that yours guess is same as mine…like the climax of the most of the things in this world….like some movies or relationships or eod s etc etc.
Passion fruit FINDs Hers KEYs and she is … exhuberant .. exhilarated.. ecstatic
(I know I can use simpler words, but I am just oh so surrounded by people who love to make others lives difficult and miserable by using such uncommon words to normal humankind that I have kindda picked it up from them and doing the same to you.)

So she sends a message to her bro about the keys.
Happy ending..Time for some gyan from Gullu the great.
Things may seem so far but they are yet so close….closer than you would imagine. So look within.

Father, Mother and .... of all losses :)

Was happy when I lost ‘something’ .......Lost everything, when I lost ‘ Something’........
Almost went crazy whn I lost ‘Something' but wud hav gne ‘MAD’ if I din lose ‘something’ ND Now dhan dha dhan...., nothing I Need to lose and nothing I want to lose

ATM - Anti Trust Machine and All Trust 'MEREKO'

Was very excited to go to Tarkali, sindhudurgh, Maharastra. Not for the sea so much as for the experience of snorkelling. We were a bunch of 12 boarding the train from CST, all set for the 12 hour journey with 1 seat shared between 2, as the tickets were not confirmed.
This is easily one of the few clean beaches I have been to and can count them on my fingers. Also, an ideal place for a QUIET getaway as this place is unknown to the so called upcoming world of Indian tourism . In India, beaches are synonymous with the one and only Goa.
Not digressing, I reach there with about approx. 50 bucks in my pocket and very confident of finding an ATM. But i didn't expect this place to be so isolated. After a couple of hours, when I had not even touched the waters, I get a call from a friend and need to rush back home. And no, the world would not come crumbling down but I still chose to go back. So, this guy from the bunch i had just met offered to come along to the bus stand while my dear friend was too busy with the girls. Just kidding. He was having a good time in the sea and I din't want to disturb him while he was with his new friends. Anyways, i assure this guy that i would be fine even though he insisted the place is not known to me and hence not safe. Gullu, still insisted and got her way.
I, suddenly, realise that I don't have the moolah with me to get anywhere. The confident Gullu ask the rickshaw driver to take her to an ATM, if there was any and was relieved to hear of one. Had to be SBI, which has 9000 odd ATMs in India (I think) and trusted it, to not dishearten me. I keep trying like a moron but my card does not work. No Luck, again. So i make way for the others, waiting in the queue, expecting someone to lend me some money with the assurance from me that i would return it. However, did not stoop that low.I reach the bus stop still having high false hopes that they may just use cards. The bus is there in no time while i am still thinking what to do. I can't afford to miss this bus.
So, I think of my new friend and wish i had let him with me. I call up my 'new friend' and tell him that the rickshaw driver will be there to collect the money for the bus fare and rickshaw fare. Very embarrassing. But the bus conductor wants to leave and is in no mood to give credit. Its a small village where things work on trust so the rickshaw driver uses his PR skills and convinces the conductor to let me in while he would be paid later by him.Wow!! I couldn't believe this. So here i am, travelling on credit. Prepared to eat nothing for the next 12 hours. Was thirsty but without water as the aerated drink that I don’t like was within my pocket’s reach and without dinner for again obvious reasons. I reach Mumbai in the wee hours, get into a cab and locate an ATM, which wasn't very difficult. But luck ran out on me again. None of the ATMs would work. Finally, this ATM near my home which also didn't work but trust worked-the guard at the ATM. I asked him for another ATM around and he tells me ‘none’. I had this given up look on my face and told him to think hard as i had to pay the cabbie. He goes behind somewhere and comes back with 500 bucks and gives it to a complete stanger i.e ME. I din't know what to do and with a puzzled look, thank him and tell him the obvious 'Will return it'.
I realised that i, afterall, did not really run out of luck.

?*&^%$#@

Is Detached .. Look,may, attached.
'Polite' , I think otherwise.
Seem very known, yet so strange.
Think loving, but don't give a damn.
Sure, i expect, However, can't wait.
I don cry but i laugh.
Unenchanting, still interesting.
Somethings, just, don't last long.
Like a FLASH..but to me is a FIRE FLY (jugnu), pleasant.

Beautify (Make-up) your mind!!!

seems so hard .....

when mamma would not let you get up until you emptied your plate
(ofcourse in your stomach)
gettin up on any morning
more so,to get up on a cold morning
on a thunderous night being all alone
days when you looking for a good ole friend'
losing the memory of the bad and the ugly
doing things you don want to, time and again
awaitin a response and wish it to be in your favour
sitting in a dark room
convincing your love, ALWAYS
slipping, with 10 watching you
to make up with a good ole friend.....and u really want to.

seem like being in the middle of the sea without a compass
seem like being with one when you wish you had, both

but will have to do this..
Will have to...
YES or NO,
LEFT or RIGHT
UP or DOWN
ONE or ZERO.....

Lke the last time, of making it the next time.
Simple ain't that?.No, get on. Your time starts now .....

Teetli

Kylie style u come screming high,
was home dancing to her music......
Oblivious my mind & heart to the fact
that i was preparing the arrival of a naughty..chocholate coated nut.

I was already high and celebrating even before all could.
Was doing that while you kept everyone worried.
Thank you, for being a part of my life and
you will have to be more thankful to have this 'goofy fofee' in your life.
Thanks for makin me so happy..... through your dad and my bro
cuz confident i am, that he will never be, as in the past,
able to make me so happy again.

All and sundry r blessing you health and wealth..
so will spare you of it.
Instead let me bless you with love for music,travel, intelligence,boyz and booze
the last two in moderation or else sam and me including will kill you...
Muuuuuaaaahhhh ma teetli..