Mob"Lie" Attractions

Whenever my mobile makes beep....beep....beep.....beep...... noise, I think of you..

Pardon me for the typo I have made in the title i.e, the letter 'i' has taken a forward jump over the beautiful letter 'L'..,and it results to the change of meaning.  So I'd like to continue with the same mistake.., before you start to read, place your right hand on the heart.

The adjective and pronoun in the above sentence 'my' and 'you' refers to the friends of not same gender and it is one the famous 'like' in the invention of Mark Zukerberg.

Fools used to feel mobiles are invented to talk but the fact they are meant to chat.  It is impossible to find a guy or girl in retreat or canteen or even in the class room without a cute smile on his/her face and mobile in hand.  The device in hand not only brings smile but also makes us to sit on top of the hill.

Don't your face lights up when you gets a message from an unknown number?Be frank..!

From the perspective of boys:(when received a message from an unknown number)

Msg: Hi.....

Boy: Whz dis..?

Msg: I'm ur frnd dude..guess?

Instantaneously the names of all the girls(whom he knows) revolves round his head,all the stars twinkles on his cupid face with crazy expressions and the name of the best strikes his brain.

Boy: Swetha.....:-)

Before sending the message his processor gives one more name 'Sravya.., 'now the crazy face is in dilemma, "Is it Swetha or Sravya..?", finally he replies..,

Boy: Ny clue plz...?

The receiver may be busy so delay in reply, but the boy enthusiastically checks his mobile for every two seconds.

Boy: Hey I'm waitg, rpl soon..

Boy: Giv rpl dude.....:-)

Msg: V bth are from the d sme bnch

Boy: Sampath

Msg: ya.., u r crct dude..

All the glowing stars lost their charm,some how he convinces himself and gives reply

Boy: ha..hw r u ra..?

Sam: 5n n u?

Boy: ya..is it ur new num..?shal I sav it?

Sam: hmm...delt old 1

Boy: k ra..,i'm bsy.mes u latr,bye..

Sam: k,bye.

Instead of Sampath it is Samantha or some other girl then the boy is always free to chat, even if each message costs Re1/-.  Really girls are magnets to attract iron fillings.

Now coming to girls perspective:

On an average 90% of teenage girls have nomophobia i.e, they can't live without mobile, but the fact is they need devices only to attract iron fillings.If a girl receives a message from a new number...

Msg: Hi...dude..:-)

For one message they won't give reply and acts as they are in meeting with Barack Obama.

Msg: Hey wt r u dng..:-)

Girl: Whz dis?

The enthusiasm of girls cannot be compared with boys,they never checks mobile for every two seconds but their eyes are completely on the screen and they can't even close for one second.

Msg: Birds Birds in d sky dropd a pooty in

my eye, I dnt wory I dnt cry, I'm jst

happy that cows can't fly.

But the message is not from the expected number, it is from her friend(girl).  We see an ugly smile with dirty expression on her beautiful face.

Msg: I'm ur frnd dude...(from expected number)

The heart feels "if it is a boy...oh my goodness! I will enjoy", but the words from her lips are "some waste fellow is messaging.  " Then the beauty starts to type a message.., before that she receives one more message.

Msg: Need ny clue....?

Girl: hmmm...

Msg: I'm blah...blah...blah...

Girl: Saaaaaantoooooosh...:-)

Boy: Umm..,takes dis mch tim 2 tel my name..

Girl: Sry..,Saaaantooooorrrrr........

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In such a way the endless story continues with blah..blah..blah.  The conversation in blah...blah is completely Lie and the Lie attracts everyone.Most probably girls receive messages from strangers that's why they used to change numbers frequently.Once ask your soul,"Is it right to chat..?" I don't know what your soul says but as a teenager I can tell you something.

Friends....there is nothing wrong to think in such a way and to chat, it's the teenage so everyone of us feels  in such a manner, if you didn't consult a good Psychiatrist.  Feel the feel of Breeze when it arrives, once you miss..it won't be back.  In the same way enjoy the happiest moments in the student life itself.  Once you were out of this life they never gets back because busy life(hard to accept) starts with sucking lucrative jobs or business or some may fly to abroad.  I don't know whether I'm correct or not but I'm sure about one thing..,  once you were out of the college then you don't have time to send forwards and funny messages.., good mornings.., good nights.., chatting in class rooms.., bunking classes etc......

So all my dear friends we have just one more year to start our tortuous journey and don't expect the same life as here.

Cheers!!

Disclaimer:

• The views expressed in this post are wholly that of the author and you have all rights to disagree.
• I don't remember what else I supposed to write here but I hope you get the point.

Cheers!!

In"DUST"reaL....TouRo....ckS...Part-II

Our bus moves in ghat road, I sincerely tried to open the eyes but the drink I have taken last night makes me to sleep some more time.Already Raghu Ram started morning mantra Sitaram Jaya Sitaram...Sitaram...Jaya Sitaram. Suddenly our God Rajkumar shouted "Vaishali...I'm coming....", I think he has gone mad for Vaishali but I was mistaken as a reason the soul of Vaishali enters into the body of Rajkumar.I imagined the Vaishali's (Hansika Motwani) sweet and cute words from her Rosy lips. But this soul is not from Kullu Manali, she is from Srikakulm district and spells the words Kurro...Kurru....(fortune telling in Hindu mythology).

Karthik prayed to the Lord Jesus Christ for all of us.The format of the prayer is as follows:

Karthik: Oh...god,save the sinners.

Rajkumar: O...Prabuva,papulanu kapadu.

Karthik: We are the sheeps.,you are my shepherd

Rajkumar: Memu gorralamu.,nevu ma kaparivi..

It goes on like that and we have whale of time.

Bus stopped at a hotel,just we brush up and gets ready for rafting in the river Beas. The rafting guy demanded Rs 400/- per head,even if he demands Rs 800/-,we may not care because money comes and goes but rafting won't.The sailor gave sailor suits and suggested some instructions such as forward pedal, reverse pedal. He said to occupy 8 members per boat. CR, Bhaskar,Maneesh,Sriram,Rajkumar,Venkatesh,Ranjeet,me are in one boat. Rafting started and Hero's (Anil Reddy) boat followed us,it makes us to feel as a boat race.The water in the river is too cold, we can't even dip our hand.While the race is going on hero committed suicide and suddenly jumps into the river, Karthik jumped to rescue him; then the sailor pulled out Karthik first and then tried to pull Anil.As a Human being you think, Is it possible to lift 100 KG cylinder from flowing water.? but the sailor did it.Hats off to sailor.

We reached to destination and we changed our dress.There we find a small shop and the shopkeeper prepares hot and tasty pakodi, we had them and gets into the bus. We were tired and takes some rest.By night 8'O' clock we reached to Royal Residency,Manali. As usual the night we had our dinner but the cocktail party after dinner is not the usual one, it filled the hearts of everyone with special type of joy.We heard the new lyrics from suicide committed boy "Kkavali..Kkavali na glove nakk kavali......."

The next morning we had our breakfast and started to move for sight seeing.The night party has effected Harry Potter(Vijay),and he vomits now in sumo.Temperature in Manali is -5 degree centigrade, so we have taken some special dresses and shoes for a day.All of us selected only one dress but Vivek Reddy changed number of dresses,may be that's party effect feels him to go for marriage looks.Manali is the sexy place because we have played adventurous sports such as Skating,Paragliding,Jeep Safari etc.. Up-next we went to Hidimba and Vasistha temple. To be frank I didn't go inner chamber of the temple because I was scared to remove the shoes.We reached hotel and the tasks dinner,DJ executed successfully with no errors.Me,Siva Reddy,Raghu Ram went for a walk to have some Vodka and packed to Shimla.



By morning we were at the capital city of Himachal Pradesh and routine tasks were completed in the hotel.Later we traveled some distance(in Shimla) in the bus and then we get into gypsy. Snow falls..,close to friends..,standing back of gypsy..,it's really marvelous. After that we have to get on the Horse to climb a Hill.Everyone of us selected favorite horses and each horse has its name like Romeo, Juliet and so on.None of us selected the correct horse except Dream Boy Tinku.,his horse name is Guddu.May be Guddu doesn't know Tinku Rao is Dream Boy or Tinku has done something bad, so Guddu hates him and throws him down.Even though it hates..,Tinku loves it and gets on the same horse.Appreciate the Brave Heart of Tinku but in return journey he rejects Guddu.On the top of the hill there is a temple,full of snow.

When I gets down from the hill, I saw all of my friends are playing hit ball in snow and with snow. I was hit by number of friends and I too tried to hit but failed.That's the loveliest moment I enjoyed in the entire tour.The night we started to Delhi and by next day morning we reached to Dhaka International,the same hotel where we launched first.We fresh up and visited Red Fort,India Gate,Lotus temple and some other places in Delhi.That evening we went for shopping at Palika Bazaar,a famous place known for smuggled goods.Later we reached to hotel, had our dinner and then cocktail party.But this time our Leader Raghu Ram cheated me,he didn't bring my favorite spin off.

The next morning we started to Agra.Awards distribution has done in the mean journey such as best participant to Kfc,best singer to Anil,best dialogue to C2 Vivek,best smile to Sai Kiran.In the category of girls best participant to Sinduri,best dialogue to Kavya,best girl to Srujana,best smile to Sivani and so on...We reached Agra and the geometrical construction of Taj Mahal was explained by guide. Taj Mahal on the bank of river Yamuna, one of the wonders in the world and the symbol of Love is there only in India but why majority of Love problems are there in India?

Rajkumar, the true lover who lost his shoe near Taj Mahal and says "I sacrificed my shoe for my Mumtaj." Within two days he changed his lover from Vaishali to Mumtaj, now I got the answer why majority of Love problems are there in India....!Anyhow he purchased new shoe and we were not able to recognize who is moving side of us either Rajkumar or the horse because the new shoe makes such a pleasant noise.Next we went to McDonald and had some stuff, Kfc got nice company with a foreign woman and if you want to know the rocking conversation between them better to ask Harshita.Just 15 minutes more to celebrate the birthday of our team leader Raghuram Reddy,we started to give birthday bums,later he distributed sweets to all of our class mates.We reached to Agra station at 1 a.m,our train has to be dispatched by 2'O' clock.


May be train journey doesn't works with us because the train is late for two hours.I feel to shoot Honorable Mamata Benerjee(Railway Minister) with AK-47 or I should boil her in McDonald's oil but I don't know the type of oil used in McDonald.By 4 we get into the train and slept.From the next morning all the boys and girls have become good friends,playing cards,killer, dumb shallots.In the return journey time passed very quickly.Some of our friends gets down in Kazipet and we slept.

Mamata's train stopped again,I just opened eyes to see through the window.I observed three letters SCR with glowing lights and suddenly my brain functions it is Secunderabad where I have to get down and slapped Eswar.The train started slowly and we both jumps out with shoe in hand.My brother came to station and I reached home.

The man behind the success of the tour is Vivek Reddy, he convinced all of us to come, he makes us to feel the happiness of north in Hyderabad itself.If he didn't, we may not reach the top levels of enjoyment.


Only Lord Hanuman can lift the mountain,next to Bhaskar.


Points-to-Remember:

• Visiting places Delhi,Amritsar,Kullu-Manali etc..doesn't makes me happy because after 5 or 10 years also those places remains same but 10 days out of station with friends having lot of fun keeps me more happy and it is unforgettable.

• Friends are very dangerous because once we are close,it is not easy to forget and some misunderstandings makes you to miss friends,discard those misunderstandings but not friends.

• Anyhow tour not only makes friends closer but makes some new friends and breaks some old friends.
  

In"DUST"reaL....TouRo....ckS...Part-I

Dust in the title doesn't mean the dust that spreads around the roads of Hyderabad.It means the snow dust which makes us to forget everything and everyone in the life...that's why it Rocks.


To be frank Industrial tour doesn't mean visiting damn industries or visiting sites.While our tour is in plan one of my friends said, "Leela...I already visited north and my father won't give permission, so you go." Tour doesn't mean visiting north or south,it's an enjoyment with friends and I don't know whether my friend agrees with me or not?

Actually our train has to be started on 8th morning morning 6 'O' clock at Hyderabad station but the announcement sucks our mind the AP Express runs 12 hours late,any how we added those 12 hours to our tour and enjoyed.Finally by evening 5 'O' clock we reached the station with extra luggage that no one had permission to carry in second class coaches.The train arrived at 6 'O' clock; we get in and adjusted our berths.The train moves very slowly as like bride's fashion show in-front of bridegroom.Some of our friends changed dress and some didn't;we ordered some sort of dinner to pantry car guy and at Warangal we had it.


The train crossed Ramagundam and one of the most memorable event occurred,our friend Kfc showered on Sai Kiran's dress.Somehow he managed and changed.May be Kfc doesn't like it, that's why he showered again and again on the same person,....the luckiest guy who won the showers of Kfc.The journey continues while some are playing cards,some are chatting,some are sleeping.

The next day i.e, on 09-01-2011 train crossed Maharashtra and enters to Madhya Pradesh.I started to think who is the CM of MP;I remembered some sort of Chauhan; whoever it may be , we had our breakfast even-though it is not tasty.We started to play truth and dare as it reveals some unknown facts.,later we imitated anchor Omkar and have some remix songs.Time crawls slowly...,may be passing time with same gender is not easy I think so...,that's why people used to chat and roam here and there with opposite gender.

We came to know,by 10th morning we will be at our capital city New Delhi.It's the known fact that winter sucks in Delhi,everyone of us get prepared with jackets,shawls,monkey caps to face the battle.Raghuram is our team leader as he looks like an ISI agent in his new jacket for Delhi.Just one more hour to be filled with joy then a blast...i.e, some strangers gets in to the train. They clapped hands and demanded for money.I faced this situation in school days, my heart beat raises from 72 to 144.I sat side of Karthik and we both pretended to sleep.Few of my friends gave money and few refused.God of the tour Raj Kumar shouted "puppy dedo" and something like that..again shower guys are the lucky guys to have puppies.I get the lyrics of A.N.R song "E nati e bandam a natido......."

Train reached to Delhi station and we got into the bus the travel agency arranged.Even if you go Delhi or America...,the girls of Andhra Pradesh always occupies first seats...may be they follow the grand paa's lie ladies first.Then our guide enters to scene and he introduced himself as "Babu my name is Raj Patel and my number is...." so and so like that.

Within 15 minutes we reached to hotel named "Dhaka International", few of us gave our identity cards in reception and receptionist face seems to look like Rooti..,may be north Indians takes rooti's so much.,that's why his face changed like that..,if receptionist is a girl...ugly to imagine.Me, Anil, Siva Reddy are room mates from Delhi to end of the tour.Just we fresh-up there and went for breakfast;it is on upstairs.When I came out of the room,I saw two of our class girls(Srujana and Mamata) are waiting for lift..,may be they have become old to climb steps.I said "Had your breakfast", one of them replied "Have to go." It is impossible not to wish a girl when no one is there side of us, they may feel it as a disturbance or whatever I don't know.

Our English Sir K.Venkata Ramana and Gousea Mam came with us.They never says a single word and mingled with us as friends.Up next we packed our luggage and started our journey to Amritsar.It takes 12 hours from Delhi to Amritsar, if Rajinikanth drives it may take 12 minutes or even less.First of all I am afraid of 12 hours journey untill we take lunch at Haryana, but this time I remembers the CM of Haryana is Bhupinder Singh Hooda.Along with north Indian Rooti's we consumed some extra power which is more powerful than Reliance petroleum or Sachin's boost.If Sachin takes that extra power I bet he will hit triple century and brings WC.

We started but the fate, sound system in our bus is not working but it doesn't matter because the consumed power wakes up the singers with rocking songs "bavaluuuuu.......sye..aa" by hero of the tour Anil Reddy and one more blockbuster song "attaru saaibbu....manchodani..." by our team leader Raghu Ram Reddy and beautiful dance show by all of us.Oh sorry! I forget to tell you about photography by Dream boy Tinku.By night 12 we reached Amritsar and had our dinner.Some of us feel to sleep but Yuvraj Reddy arranged oven full of coal on terrace.Cold whether...,hot coal...,nice friends ..., surrounded the coal and in between punch dialogues from Bhaskar Reddy.....not easy to forget those moments.At that time I feel to eat Mirchi bajji with tomato chat-nee and karapodi.

The next morning we visited Golden temple and Jallianwala Bagh.That evening by 4 'O' clock we started to Wagah border.In that journey we feel to sit on top of the bus, immediately all the boys gets on it and even some girls(Harshita,Gayatri,Sinduri,Kavya and so....).According to me Wagah border is the best place in Punjab because it creates a feel that we are Indians but none of us gets a feel to work there except Vivek Reddy alias Billa.

Next we reached hotel safely.Supper is the next task in the queue we are giong to execute,before that we have nice DJ cum Disco.I heard these DJ's and Discos are from Western culture but ours are purely Made-in-India DJ's with complete gender disparity, I am not not only criticizing the opposite sex.

Next to Kulu Manali, the place everyone of us are enthusiastically waiting to find the Goddess Vaishali for the God Raj Kumar.



to be continued.........(any suggestions for part-II are kindly invited with no gender disparity)