Saturday, January 26, 2008

TENSILE STRENGTH ANALYSIS:

Life as we call it is kinda funny, more like a reality show on the chatterbox…coz sumtimes its events can get so zany, so hilarious, so nerve wrecking, so dumbfounding, so annoying , so absolutely unfathomable… that it becomes kinda hard to believe that it’s all happening for real…


Well no point in beating bout the bush…case in point is a recent trip that me n my mates had to my friends place….

A recent trip that me n my mates had to my friend’s place which had 14 absolute lunatics in it….

A recent trip that me n my mates had to my friends place which had 14 absolute lunatics in it who ate like crazy and screeched as if the world was comin to an end….

A recent trip that me n my mates had to my friends place which had 14 absolute lunatics in it who ate like crazy and screeched as if the world was comin to an end and all of them being transported in a buggy vehicle meant to seat 8( well..Uh…legally speakin..!)….

A recent trip that me n my mates had to my friends place which had 14 absolute lunatics in it who ate like crazy and screeched as if the world was comin to an end and all of them being transported in a buggy vehicle meant to seat 8 n who shot pics as if they were auditioning for some Bhojpuri version of F.R.I.E.N.D.S.….

A recent trip that me n my mates had to my friends place which had 14 absolute lunatics in it who ate like crazy and screeched as if the world was comin to an end and all of them being transported in a buggy vehicle meant to seat 8 n who shot pics as if they were auditioning for some Bhojpuri version of F.R.I.E.N.D.S. and who killed 5 hours under the label of “havin a rockin time” by playing games with conveniently tweaked rules, some that our granddads would have played when they were in kindergarten… and by discovering newer ways of pestering their pals.….

A recent trip that me n my mates had to my friends place which had 14 absolute lunatics in it who ate like crazy and screeched as if the world was comin to an end and all of them being transported in a buggy vehicle meant to seat 8 n who shot pics as if they were auditioning for some Bhojpuri version of F.R.I.E.N.D.S and who killed 5 hours under the label of “havin a rockin time” by playing games with conveniently tweaked rules, some that our granddads would have played when they were in kindergarten, and by discovering newer ways of pestering their pals, which resulted in some niggling tantrums and some impromptu “roothna manaana” , filled with such hopeless pj’s and one liners that even Siddhu couldn’t force a giggle outta them.….

A recent trip that me n my mates had to my friends place which had 14 absolute lunatics in it who ate like crazy and screeched as if the world was comin to an end and all of them being transported in a buggy vehicle meant to seat 8 n who shot pics as if they were auditioning for some Bhojpuri version of F.R.I.E.N.D.S and who killed 5 hours under the label of “havin a rockin time” by playing games with conveniently tweaked rules, some that our granddads would have played when they were in kindergarten, and by discovering newer ways of pestering their pals, which resulted in some niggling tantrums and some impromptu “roothna manaana” , filled with such hopeless pj’s and one liners that even Siddhu couldn’t force a giggle outta them, and that in midst of it all we forgot that we had to return to our entrapments by 5:30 and that by the time we finally got some sense knocked in our heads it was already 5:00 .….

A recent trip that me n my mates had to my friends place which had 14 absolute lunatics in it who ate like crazy and screeched as if the world was comin to an end and all of them being transported in a buggy vehicle meant to seat 8 n who shot pics as if they were auditioning for some Bhojpuri version of F.R.I.E.N.D.S and who killed 5 hours under the label of “havin a rockin time” by playing games with conveniently tweaked rules, some that our granddads would have played when they were in kindergarten, and by discovering newer ways of pestering their pals, which resulted in some niggling tantrums and some impromptu “roothna manaana” , filled with such hopeless pj’s and one liners that even Siddhu couldn’t force a giggle outta them, and that in midst of it all we forgot that we had to return to our entrapments by 5:30 and that by the time we finally got some sense knocked in our heads it was already 5:00 and then, when we had to pick two of our people up, n while we were waitin, we ran into some drunk with bloodshot eyes who thought that clearing all traffic hold ups was at his beckoning, and when one of us guys tried to reason he very “politely” enlightened him about his relations with his daughter and sister .….

A recent trip that me n my mates had to my friends place which had 14 absolute lunatics in it who ate like crazy and screeched as if the world was comin to an end and all of them being transported in a buggy vehicle meant to seat 8 n who shot pics as if they were auditioning for some Bhojpuri version of F.R.I.E.N.D.S and who killed 5 hours under the label of “havin a rockin time” by playing games with conveniently tweaked rules, some that our granddads would have played when they were in kindergarten, and by discovering newer ways of pestering their pals, which resulted in some niggling tantrums and some impromptu “roothna manaana” , filled with such hopeless pj’s and one liners that even Siddhu couldn’t force a giggle outta them, and that in midst of it all we forgot that we had to return to our entrapments by 5:30 and that by the time we finally got some sense knocked in our heads it was already 5:00 and then when we had to pick two of our people up, n while we were waitin, we ran into some drunk with bloodshot eyes who thought that clearing all traffic hold ups was at his beckoning, and when one of us guys tried to reason he very “politely” enlightened him about his relations with his daughter and sister and by the time the two guys retuned twas already 5:30 and that was exactly when that bloody dolt of a driver got a brainwave to stock up on some gas for the journey .….

A recent trip that me n my mates had to my friends place which had 14 absolute lunatics in it who ate like crazy and screeched as if the world was comin to an end and all of them being transported in a buggy vehicle meant to seat 8 n who shot pics as if they were auditioning for some Bhojpuri version of F.R.I.E.N.D.S and who killed 5 hours under the label of “havin a rockin time” by playing games with conveniently tweaked rules, some that our granddads would have played when they were in kindergarten, and by discovering newer ways of pestering their pals, which resulted in some niggling tantrums and some impromptu “roothna manaana” , filled with such hopeless pj’s and one liners that even Siddhu couldn’t force a giggle outta them, and that in midst of it all we forgot that we had to return to our entrapments by 5:30 and that by the time we finally got some sense knocked in our heads it was already 5:00 and then when we had to pick two of our people up, n were waitin, we ran into some drunk with bloodshot eyes who thought that clearing all traffic hold ups was at his beckoning, and when one of us guys tried to reason he very “politely” enlightened him about his relations with his daughter and sister and by the time the two guys retuned twas already 5:30 and that was exactly when that bloody dolt of a driver got a brainwave to stock up on some gas for the journey ,which in turn aggravated the already raging tempers, resulting in some unexpected character shifts…4 guys went off to sleep, one started praying, one said lets return back and stay over at a friends place, one was expressionless, as if under the influence of Pink Floyd-grade weed, the rest, to put it mildly were pensive..while only two of us were engaged in some nonsense banter in a frantic(and pretty useless, must say) bid to lighten the mood, while the hands of the clock hovered dangerously near six ..….


Whatever we said, one thing was clear ….everyone expected the worst…what was to happen was going to be ugly…reputations, prestige, self respect were words long forgotten as the only thing on our minds was what could prevent THE warden from unleashin her full quota of wrath…..


And to know what happened next……..keep watchin this space for more!!!!







































Perseverance eh?

Well then…to tell you the truth…nothing bad happened, nobody was scolded, no complains lodged, no suspensions issued, nobody’s folks were called….it all ended just the way it does in those “reality” shows..everyone went back smiling ear to ear, with an experience they could proudly narrate to their grandkids…


Though one thing did become clear….today was a day when the tensile strength of lotsa things were tested…our friendships, our characters, our bonhomy, our tenacity, our vocal chords, our digestive systems….and probably a lot more…but one thing that did pass the test easily, proving to be THE MOST TENSILE among all of this was the rules, here at B.I.T.!!!



P.S. :If the term Tensile Strength ain’t lucid enough then here’s what the Merriam-Webster Dictionary has to say bout it:
tensile strength :(tensl strengkth)n. Abbr. T.S., t.s. The ability of a material to resist a force tending to tear it apart, measured as the maximum amount the material can bend without breaking......