Which Rane?

Vishwajeet Rane claims to have been offerred 40 crores to switch sides. I can understand that. He further claims that he was offered the Chief Minister's post as well. Either he is high on crack or he thinks we all are.

If he had said that his father, Pratapsing Rane, was offerred the Chief Minister's post, then maybe some of us would have believed him.

Good News

I am once gain going to become a father. Once again the mother is going to be Indira.

What a coincidence!!

Mallu Bachelor's Proposal Letter

There are some emails which you just cannot ignore. I got this absolutely hilarious one this morning. Please keep your coffee (or whatever it is that you drink) down, or you will definately spit it all out.

You have been warned.

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Madam,

I am an olden young uncle living only with myself in Thiruvananthapuram. Having seen your advertisement for marriage purposes, I decided to press myself on you and hope you will take me nicely.

I am a soiled son from inside Kerala. I am nice and big, six foot tall and six inches long. My body is filled with hardness, as because I am working hardly. I am playing hardly also. Especially I like cricket and I am a good batter and I am fast baller. Whenever I come running in for balling, other batters start running. Everybody is scared of my rapid balls that bounce a lot.

I am very nice man. I am always laughing loudly at everyone. I am a jolly gay . Especially ladies, they are saying I am nice and soft. I am always giving respect to the ladies. I am always allowing ladies to get on top.That is how nice I am.

I am not having any bad habits. I am not drinking and I am not sucking tobacco or anything else. Every morning I am going to the gym and I am pumping like anything. Daily I am pumping and pumping. If you want you can come and see how much I am pumping the dumb belles in the gym.

I am having a lot of money in my pants and my pants is always open for you. I am such a nice man, but still I am living with myself only. What to do? So I am taking things into my own hands everyday. That is why I am pressing myself on you, so that you will come in my house and take my things into your hand. If you are marrying me madam, I am telling you, I will be loving you very hard every day. In fact, I will stop pumping dumb belles in the gym.

If you are not marrying me madam and not coming to me, I will press you and press you until you come. So I am placing my head between your nicely smelling feet and looking up with lots of hope. I am waiting very badly for your reply and I am stiff with anticipation.

Expecting soon,
Yours and only yours
Kutty
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I Want President's Rule

I am sick and tired of this revolving door politics. All our politicians do it pull their opponents pants down. I think it is high time our newly elected Madame President took all their pants down and imposed President's Rule for at least a year.

Bah!! I'm outta here!

Reunion

I passed out from Don Bosco High School, Panaji in 1991 and haven't seen most of my batchmates ever since. That changed yesterday. Some time ago one of my batchmates started a thread on an Orkut community. Another sent me an SMS asking me to join Orkut and participate in the thread, which I did. Finally last evening some of us met up for a drink. It's really nice to meet someone after sixteen years and talk about things we did back then. We hope to have a grand reunion in December, when all the others come down to Goa. Judging by last evening, December is going to be a blast.