This blog’s been dead for a long time, like a lot of other things. So I’m guessing nobody reads it anymore. So now it’s become a pensieve or something. So I’m gonna pour random nonsense into it. Not that I didn’t use to do so earlier.
In class 10 or 11, there was this girl in my class: A.R. She looked like Utpal Dutt minus moustache even at her age of 14-15…I don’t know how she managed but she did. Anyway, one day she stands up in Biology class and asks the teacher: If urine is not at a much higher temperature than the rest of the body, how come it feels so hot when it’s coming out? 59 laughing slaves of the Indian education system shut her up instantly, and the teacher never responded to her question…
A.R, I hope you made it big in life. You deserve to, much more than any of us spineless idiots ever would…
9 comments:
Inkyji,
I love these little anecdotes. Such things just stick in your mind.
I remember being embarrassed when I read my essay in class on what I wanted to be when I grew up. (Chef)
gg
Just a short note to say it's a pleasure reading your blog. Also, irrespective of the fact that jis ke paas mooch nahin hai, us ke paas mann hi nahin hai, not sure how kind it is to describe a girl as Utpal Duttish even if you do say something flattering about her later on.
Hey KK! Sorta like this: http://members.cox.net/rjd0309e/tush/images/Rita-Tushingham-The-Guru-Party-1053x765.jpeg
And gg, I still fantasize about being a chef...
Blog is not dead until you kill it yourself... I am one of your loyal readers for more than a year (at least) and I can’t live without the handful of blogs I visit… So Inky, don’t let changes in life change you… You keep blogging Girl.
Hey yeah!! How does that happen? (Furiosly Googles it).
I remember an incident of my 6th class..once my teacher asked us "why the population of India is so high"..
and after I responded, my teacher threw me out out of the class....
I said was "There is no other source of entertainment".
janeman, methinks nish has hit nail on head.
Good point.
J.A.P.
You stay right here, young Inky, or else.
Kahini
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