I left at 'Bandra kon side'...i never knew the side on which the platform would come..but the bad breath gave me such a yucky feeling that i had to shove this man off..i said,"On the other side."..thought it wouldn't be much of a trouble for me as the man would soon get lost in the crowd...but the moment i opened my mouth,an old man negated my comment by pointing on the other side,"YE SIDE", he said...the zombie gave me the coldest look of a lifetime...people around were also staring at me...anyways,the blog has 'girls' as a part of the title...
When u r sweating it out in the heat,with a drenched shirt,the coolest thing that can happen to u is the sight of a beautiful girl....on a per day basis,i am falling in love with 3-4 girls...alas!mumbai will soon be gone,and so will the girls..
With the kind of age i m in(24 years)...it is perfectly natural to develop interest in women of the 28-32 age group..this of course is relaxable to 35 years as per the case/requirements...
I am saying this specifically in reference to my next statement which is for all guys who are likeminded..."In ur lifetime,do get admitted in the Umkal Hospital(Gurgaon) atleast once"...
Because with the kind of nurses they have...it is worth!!!!
So,when i was at Hinduja Hospital(not admitted, coz of my project..remember!!),two things happened...
First...Uday(he is called ud) found a senior resident doctor very cute...(its amazing how he finds cuteness in every second girl)
Second, as i was told by a nurse to wait for 45 min before i could meet the chest physician, i too was looking for smartness/hotness/boldness/tallness/long hairness and what notness...!!!
So while ud went in for the kill with his questionnaire(he planned to interview the senior resident), i found the aforesaid features in a tall girl with beautiful long hair...she was walking out of the hospital towards the pathology labs which were in a different building...
The plan was to follow her and once the hospital building is completely out of sight, ask her about its address...
But if all such ideas can be executed rightly,i wud have been in IIM Ahemdabad and married to Priyanka Chopra...
The moment the girl entered the pathology building, I, still lost in her long wavy hair, heard a voice..."THAMBA".. "PASS HONA MANGTA...",said the guard at the gate...again a dream was shatterd..i cud still see the girl walking away from me...and suddenly the Nana Patekar wala dialogue from Raju Ban Gaya Gentlemen was in my mind...Palat...Palat...Palat...But the girl never got 'Palat'...
I gave the usual ma-behen gali to nana patekar and walked back to the hospital block only to find the dejected soul of ud...the resident doctor had vanished somewhere in the canteen never to be found again...
I consoled him and as the clock was nearing 5 pm,we called it a day and went to the beach nearby...
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Arrey Dadda Daddaa.. Reading your lines were like feeling your presence in this haunted building of the deserted campus..I must say even the heat and sweat of Mumbai has failed to take your charm away.. VARUN
hahaha....
an interesting insight to how summer training can be...specially if you have buddies with likes of UD with you.
PPO ka pata nahi but more imp ladki ne bhi nahi palta...who said ki reel life is inspired from real life??
not to worry dadda you have loads of ppl in IMT jo dadda dadda karte hue palat palat ke tumhe dekhte rahenge..so untill u get a "palat"..unhi se kaam chala lo ;)
On the same lines, let me share one such incident with me during my summers at Bombay (I always like to spell it this way). Place: Churchgate Bus Stand. Time: 4:30PM. Occasion: Waiting for the AC bus for return journey to my uncle's place after a tiring day of making my boss agreeing to my recommendations in the project ( bole to it was like asking a croc to eat grass for lunch). Anyways, that was a great performance but drained out my complete energy for the day.
Lets return to where we were. So I was standing to catch that AC bus, when all of a sudden from the misled crowd appeared a Urmila Matundkar look-alike (although Punjabi) girl and asked me about the same AC bus timing. Only the previous day I had sported a Gajjini's look of Amir Khan and was well regarded by people in the office. Uska to asar nahi tha na? Then I told for her quite satisfaction that I am also waiting for the same bus and so on and so forth. We boarded the bus, I asked her permission to which she complied to sit by my side. We talked for a while and she was looking impressed to be sitted next to an IMTian (chalo kuch to kaam ayaa IMT tag). Pata nahi ye show stopper dost ka fon kahan se aa gaya. She left at Parel only to my dismay that I could not ask her contacts.
Anyways, that was that. Hope to read more from you Tarun!
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