Gair Movie Review - New Depths achieved

Indeed this movie has achieved a new low..........

This movie is a indigestable mixture of bad direction, even worse acting and sloppy camera work. Anything that could have gone wrong with a movie has indeed gone horribly wrong.

The story is a hopeless wannabe version of an English flick.Logic goes for a total toss in the entire movie right from the very first scene, which challenges the intellect of the marathi viewer. The scenes are silly and dialogues like "What Saavli" evoke laughter instead of the desired tension. The camera work is daily soap worthy with the standard whoosh whoosh from 4 angles on every actor in the frame. The songs donot fit into the movie and are not even catchy .The lead actors look reluctant and uncomfortable in the love scenes.The 20 mins used in the end to clear the confusion should have been better utilised, being a part of the movie instead of the story telling.

Satish Rajwade looks like poor distant marathi cousin of Abbas-Mastan, though they will be very proud of him.

Among the cast, Amruta is not only loud but overacts so much which makes Rakhi Sawant look like a Star. Ankush doesnt pull off the cool cop look and looks like a lost kid in a park with his Sweater look.Uday Tikekar doesnot suit the role of the playboy although he still puts in a spirited effort. Sandeep Kulkarni is the stand-out performer but at times looks hapless with sub standard co-stars.

The movie has a strong chance at the Razzies.The movie could have been much better even with the same storyline. We give the movie half star.

So go at your own risk!!!

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Kunal's Story

-written (or writing ) by Kunal

Hi

This a true account which happened with me about 6 years ago. Though I dont remember the exact conversation, the overall premise remains the same.So here goes....

"Ikde yaa andharat ajun gajbajj aahe. Suffocation hotay. Me baju chya room madhe jaatoy." We had gone to Pooja at a relatives place in the evening. Lots of people had come. So the living room was crowded with people. And right then, the electricity had gone in their place.I told my Mom the above lines and moved to the flat next door. Luckily for close relatives like us, they had arranged an extra flat with arrangements to sit and relax.

Anyways, many people had thought on the same lines and had crowded the other room also. The relatives flat atleast had a few candles and was dimly light. This room was pitch dark. I thought it cant get any worse. I settled near a window trying to get some fresh and cool air.I closed my eyes and tried to catch a quick shut-eye.

"Aren't you from Kelkar college ?" A girl's soft voice startled me.

"Yes.How did you know ?"

"I myself am from Kelkar"

"Ok"

Now luckily/unluckily I have a rather different body structure than usual people. I thought she must have noticed it and hence might have recognized me. Anyways, I didnt ask how she knew me. Who cares when a beautiful(hopefully) girl approaches you for a conversation.

"I am X"(I really dont remember the girl's name.)

"I am Kunal"

"Hi"

"Hi.You must have a hell-of an eye-sight, identifying me in this pitch darkness. Even the moon is not shining brightly for me to even see your face."

"No. Actually I saw you before the lights went off. However you were busy and hence didnt come over to meet you"

"Ok"'Boss, She wanted to talk to you even before the lights went.Coooooooooool'

"I am in XII Science,E division. What about you ?" I ventured on a conversation.

"I am in XI Commerce, B division."

"Ok. I really dont have any interaction with any of the juniors. Have never seen you,probably...."

She smiled at the small joke which was not even meant that way from me.

"I have seen you a couple of times in the college."

Again due to the body structure, I didnt ask how.

"So, how come you are over here ?"

"Actually my aunt was neighbour of these guys at their old place.I dont know even know them.How about you ?"

"Well, they are my mom's aunt. So pretty close.Where do you live ?"I was rattling question after question since I didnt want to stop this conersation.

"Thane.Close from here. What about you ?"

"Bhandup.So these power cuts are regular over here?"

"Yes. And they are pretty random too. Not sure when it will be back."

"Well, they should get atleast some candles over here. Nothing's visible.Not even your face."

"Well, I think all the candles are being used in the living room, where the Pooja is setup."

"Hmmm. But atleast they should get 1 or 2 over here.Wait I'll try to get some candles from there."I was about to leave.

"I like it dark here. Feels nice. Cool. Pleasant.Dont go."

Whoaaaaaaaaaaa.No chance I was gonna go after that statement.

"Ok" were the only words that I could mumble out.

"Are you religious ?" She asked out of the blue.

"I think I am. I am a frequent visitor of most Mandirs and attend almost all the events at our relatives place.Are you ?"

"Not that much."

"So then how come you are attending this pooja when you dont even know these guys ?"

"Well, my aunt asked me to come with her as she didnt have any company.I guess, I go to mandirs and most pooja's because my parents will not like it if I dont. I think I go to these places out of my respect and love to my parents."

"Well, honestly speaking , I have never thought of it that way. I think we traditionally go to these places, because of our parents take us there and never think of Questioning them much."

"Yes, Maybe"

"Do you believe in Love ?"

Her sudden change of topic and that too to this subject totally caught me off-guard.

"Yes, I think so.Why dont you ?"

"I also do believe in Love.But not all love stories are happy or successful.Do you believe in Marriages ?"

She was changing topics as when we change gears of a bike when going from 0-60 in 5 seconds.

"Defintly,Yes"

"Arranged / Love" ?

"I dont know about this.To each his own. Both are equally successful, I think.what about you ?"I was enjoying this Q & A session now.

"Well, I think to make each and every relationship succesful, everyone has to work very hard. Its not about Love or Arranged. Its how you approach it, how much you want it to work and how much you are giving in the relationship."

Rain

written by swapnil

The first sprinkles of the rain,
the first smell of the water soaked soil
the first drop on the hands
recalling first memories of the first love

the yellow dim light of the lamp-post
the tree that tangled with it
the man sleeping on the bench
and the cat sleeping besides his feet

the roads are empty and mens are few
on the otherside of this night it would be different
the roads will be few and mens are empty
the few roads carrying the empty minds......

So I want to enjoy this moment
dont want to care about the otherside
although its night and it quarter past three
no one is awake... just raju and me....

साडेसातचा गजर

साडेसातचा गजर, snooze च बटन

मग ती धावपळ, कोंबलेला शर्ट अन तोड्लेला सिग्नल !!!

जिममधल्या मुली, त्यांची परफेक्ट फिगर

वाढवलेली एक प्लेट, अन् त्यामुळे येणारी प्रचंड कळ !!!

रोजचीच मीटिंग, रोजचेच भाषण

design change अन पुन्हा नव्याने discussion !!

साडे बाराचा पिंग, cafetaria की yummy tummy

तेच चेहरे, तेच जेवण, पण दरवेळेस party चे मात्र वेगळे reason !!

पेंगाळ्लेले डोळे, coffee ची ती वाफ

जुने पुराने जोक्स, नविन माणसांमध्ये मिसळण

भयानक traffic , पावसाच बरसण,

ओले रस्ते, पुढे जाणारया बाईकरला दिलेली ठसन !!

घरचा ठरलेला फोन, त्याच मित्रांचे sms

मग काही आठवन, एकट्याशीच हसण !!

पुन्हा बुधवार, पुन्हा तीच मेस

aunty च रड्गार्‍हाण, अन् गरमागरम वरण !!

carrom मधल हरण, friends मिळून बघण,

laptop मधली डोकी, नवीन काही सापडण

मग ते शेअर करण, अन् जोरजोरात खिदळण !!!

observer, marketing, लिखाण की पुस्तक वाचन,

नुसता गोंधळ नुसते confusion , स्वतला शोधयचा एक प्रयत्न !!

शेअर केलेला बेड, अन त्यावर न येणारी झोप,

तेच ते विचार, अन तिच ते नसण,

आणि मग,

पुन्हा एकदा नवीन स्वप्न, पुन्हा एकदा साडेसातचा गजर !!!

Long Nights

- written by swapnil

reddish eyes, empty roads

on iPod, 'long nights'

defects, cases, blurred vision

lipton, nescafe or fusion

avert, meet,dissimulated expression

Laughing, teasing and frustration

500 or more, still lonely plate

insipid food, sapid water and me fret

tangent look, wan smiles

lifeless talks, bruised emotions

dim lights, fading sun

suffocating cubicles, smothering pun

gathering clouds, dusty breeze

sprinkle of rain, dampish street

Avoiding somebody, avoided by somebody

Window seat, and bag next to me

norah jones on crowded roads

laughing crying and with many moods....

Flashcards, barrons,

and iPod singing and waiting for 'long nights'

पत्त्यातल्या राजाची गोष्ट

पत्त्यामधले राजा राणी
आयुष्याचा खेळ
मजेत खेळत असतात

कधीतरी काय होतं,
राजा हरवतो...
मग कुठल्यातरी पत्त्याला राजा बनवलं जातं
पण राणीला तो खोटा राजा नाही आवडत...
ती खेळ खेळत राहते
मजेत...
पण... गुलामासोबत...

आणि कधीतरी...
राजा नाही, राणी हरवते
पून्हा कुठल्यातरी
दूरी नाहीतर तीरीला
राणी बनवलं जातं
राजालाही ते नाही आवडत...
पण राणीसारखा त्याला
दूसरा पर्याय नसतो...
त्याला त्याच खोट्या राणीसोबत
खेळत रहावं लागतं

मग चौकट असो, किलवर असो
इस्पिक अथवा बदाम
राजा राहतो जगत उदास उदास...
पत्त्यांच्या एका कोपर्‍यात...
स्वतःच हरवेपर्यंत !

जगदिश

जायचे होते तुला तर....

जायचे होते तुला तर थांबुनी वळलीस का?
उंबरा ओलांडताना नेमकी अडलीस का?

वार तू करता विखारी, शब्दही भांभावले
माझिया प्रश्नांवरी मग मौन तू बसलीस का?

तू निरोपाला हसोनी मानले मजला खूळे
पाठमोरी होउनी मग आसवे टिपलीस का?

एकदा तू सांग माझ्या पाहुनी डोळ्यांमधे
एवढे मी बोलता तू लोचने मिटलीस का?

घेतले माझ्या वसंताला जरी तू सोबती
पानगळ शिशिरातली झाल्यापरी झडलीस का?

जगदिश

वायदे...

वायदे करती हजारो पाळणारे शोधतो
माणसाला माणसागत मानणारे शोधतो

बोलणारे भेटले अन् ऐकणारे भेटले
बोलल्याविण या मनीचे जाणणारे शोधतो

दोन शोधा चार मिळती सूख असता सोबती
दु:खही दिसता जरासे थांबणारे शोधतो

बाह्यरुपाला बघोनी लायकी ठरते जिथे
कातडीच्या आतलेही पाहणारे शोधतो

जाहल्या जखमा कहाण्या यातना झाल्या जुन्या
मी नव्याने घाव आता घालणारे शोधतो

नीज येता पाहणे स्वप्ने सुखाने रोजचे
घेउनी स्वप्ने उराशी जागणारे शोधतो

अंत येता ढाळण्याला आसवे कोणी नको
आज मी पार्थिव माझे जाळणारे शोधतो

जगदिश

सुख...

" आनंद जगण्यात चिक्कार झाला
सदा हासणे एक उपचार झाला
जरा दू:खही दे मला ईश्वरा रे
सुखाने अता जीव बेजार झाला "

एवढं लिहिलं
आणि स्वप्नातनं जाग आली ...
पून्हा झोपी जाताना
उशी तेवढी उलटी केली
भिजलेली !

जगदिश

गंध

तुझ्या ओंजळीतल्या फुलांचा गंध अजून येतोय
काय करू? माझं मन
आठवणींमधून बाहेर पडायलाच तयार नाहीये !!

जगदिश

संवाद

मला झोप येत नाहीये
आणि मला खात्री आहे तुलाही झोप आली नसेल
दोघेही जागे असलो तरीही, आज इथे संवाद नाहीये
आहे फक्त शांतता आणि अंधार
उद्देश तर होता सुसंवाद साधायचा
पण विसंवाद झाला
थोडं भांडणही
मग माझं भरून येणं
खूप दिवसांनी बरसात झालेय
आभाळ मस्त निरभ्र झालं
आता नाही लावायचाय चुकांचा हिशेब
आता आहे फक्त आशा... अपेक्षा नाही
उद्या पून्हा अशीच जाग असेल आपल्या घरात... संवादासह !

जगदिश

शब्द

भले शब्द होते, बुरे शब्द होते
जसा अर्थ घ्यावा तसे शब्द होते

तिला बोलणे वाटले सर्व सोपे
मला बोचल्यासारखे शब्द होते

कुणी साक्ष द्यावी, कुणी साक्ष घ्यावी?
विकाऊच सारे इथे शब्द होते

असे बोललो की न आवाज झाला
मनी बांधलेले मुके शब्द होते

थिटा जाहला अर्थ भाषेतलाही
असे स्पर्श प्रीतीतले शब्द होते

अता पाळणारे इथे राहिले ना
कधी प्राण द्यावे असे शब्द होते

मनाच्या तळाशी अता रात आहे
जिथे चांदण्यांचे तुझे शब्द होते

जगदिश

मी माणूस?

सकाळी एक भूकेलेलं पोट अतिशय भिकार नजरेनं माझ्याकडे बघतं
मी त्याच्यावर जळजळीत कटाक्ष टाकतो
मग संध्याकाळी चवीनं कोंबडीचा आस्वाद घेतो आणि म्हणतो, 'मी माणूस !'

मॉलच्या बाहेर अजून एक गरजू भेटतो
केविलवाणा चेहरा करून, 'एक रुपया द्या हो साहेब', म्हणतो
मी त्याच्यावर चिडतो, त्याला हाकलतो, मॉलमधे जातो
दोन हजाराची ब्रँडेड जीन्स विकत घेतो, वर दीड हजाराचा शर्टही घेतो
तो घालून मिरवतो आणि म्हणतो, 'मी माणूस !'

ऑफिसमधून घरी येताना रस्त्यात एक अपघात झालेला दिसतो
बघ्यांची गर्दी झालेलीच असते, मीही त्यात समिल होतो
'स्टोरी काय?' जाणून घेतो
कुणीतरी म्हणतं, 'उचला रे त्यांना, हॉस्पिटलमधे नेऊ!'
मी हळूच काढता पाय घेतो
दूसर्‍या दिवशी तीच स्टोरी तिखट - मीठ लावून सांगतो आणि म्हणतो 'मी माणूस!'

'स्फोट झालेत' न्यूज येते,
मी सुन्न होतो, चुकचूकतो.. थोडाच वेळ...
मग १६ की १७, मित्रासोबत वाद घालतो
'मीच बरोबर', त्याला एकदा न्यूज चॅनेल दाखवतो
जिंकल्याचा आनंद घेतो
चॅनेल बदलतो, क्रिकेट बघू लागतो आणि म्हणतो 'मी माणूस!'

कवी आहे, कविता लिहितो
दू:ख, अत्याचार, दुर्दशा शब्दांमधे प्रभावीपणे रेखाटतो
कधी करूण, कधी रागीट चेहरा करुन लोकांसमोर सादर करतो
वाहवा, टाळ्या मिळवतो, आणि....
मनातल्या मनात स्वतःवरच खूश होत वही मिटतो
आणि म्हणतो 'मी माणूस!'
--------------------------------------------जगदिश

वाट माझी एकटी.....

My first tryst with a Pandu....

10.30 , I looked at the watch. "Approximately 25 mins from Ranade Institute. Will take yet another 7-8 mins to reach office.Not bad time. Decent run. No major issues. Overall OK sort of driving" As I thought of all these things, the signal at the Pune Central Mall on Bund Garden Road turned green. I sped off. Manoeuvring my bike through the tricky corner of Pune Central among the PMT buses, I came to the turn for the Yerwada bridge. One look up to the signal. It was showing red but thankfully there was go left signal too. Now concentrating on how to make the left safely, saw the biker ahead of me go left. Manoeuvred the bike past the auto, I also dutifully turned left.
Bang on the corner, a Chota pandu(C.P.)(ones which are not Havaldars but manage the traffic) stopped me. I said what happened?He says"Signal nahi baghat kaa re?"Turned back again to look at it, It was smiling at me with a red face.Shit!!!Trying to look calm through the helmet, I said ok and started to roll the bike backwards.
"Mage noko gheu re. Side laa ghe." A big-fat-huge-kaalya-saand Big Pandu (B.P.) told from a corner, sitting under the shade.Fuck!!!!(OSHO was right. The word does have many usages)"Jaun dya naa saheb, Rasta kuthe paar kela. Me signal baghitla nahi. Pudhchya driver la baghat hoto." "License kadh re. Aani gaadi side la ghe."
I took a 2 sec pause.Flashback yesterday evening -----Around 9.30 pm on the road from Sadhu Vaswani to Fatimnagar. Signal at the Military headquarters junction. Everyone was breaking the signal as if it did not exist. Alone, I was awaiting the signal to go green even though it was late, no Pandu and I myself was getting late for dinner.
"Kay baghtoy. Side la ghe gadi." C.P's words brought me back to current situation.Slowly taking my purse out, I handed my Learning license to the C.P. and started to take my bike to a corner.Shaking his head, the C.P. gave my license to B.P.
B.P.- "L cha borad laavlay kaa?". KP - "Nahi". "Haa aaj tuzi solid maarnaar aahe. Kiti paise ghenar kay mahit. Ek tar bike mazi nahiye. RC Book aahe. Pan te dusre papers...insurance che......Shya te pan nahi. Gela tu Kunal" I thought to myself ."Jaundya na SAHEB....." I approached him once again stressing on SAHEB.
But 'Phuktat Chicken Biryani milali tar kon sodel?'
B.P.- "Signal Cutting aani L chya signs chya paavti phadtoy. 300 rupaiye hotil."I saw that though the pen in his hand was hovering over the receipt, he had not started to scribble.KP- "SAHEB, pakitat fakt 100 rupaiye aahe. Tumhich bagha."Saying that I opened my purse in front of him. Luckily yesterday I filled Petrol and took Lunch in office , thus took change of 2 100 rupee notes. Also the 1000 rupee note was tucked safely in, away from his view.
B.P.- "Kay rao. Asa nahi karaycha. Jara signal - vignal baghat jaa." His tone had considerably mellowed down."Dya te. Aani L cha board laava."
Relieved, I gladly parted away with the 100 rupees and told him thank you.Once again the signal was showing as red but go left green signal was also blinking.I asked C.P. "Jaau naa?" He nodded.By the time I started the bike and released the clutch, The signal had once again turned red but I raced off. Looked back into the mirror to see whether C.P. was looking but no he wasnt. He was busy telling another biker "Side la ghe re....."

एकटा घरी असताना...

पहिलं प्रेम...

ती म्हणाली,
" मी पहिल्यांदा कुणाचा हात असा हातात घेतेय,
पहिल्यांदाच कुणाची इतकी ओढ वाटतेय !
हा पहिला स्पर्श मी आयुष्यभर जपून ठेवेन "

मी नाही म्हणू शकलो तसंच
कारण....
माझ्या जवळ जवळ सगळ्याच पहिल्या वेळा
आधिच झालेल्या

खरं तर पहिला शब्द सोडला तर
माझ्याही मनात भावना तशाच,
तितक्याच उत्कट
पण तिच्या अपेक्षांसमोर अपूर्‍या,
अधुर्‍याच 'पहिल्या' शब्दाविना...

तिनं माझ्या डोळ्यांत बघितलं
आणि तिला जे कळायचं ते कळलं
नकळत हातात घेतलेला हात
तिने अगदी हळूवारपणे सोडवून घेतला
मग....
मी नाहीच थांबवू शकलो,
तिच्या पापण्यांत डोकावणारी आसवं
माझ्या मनात येणारी आठवं
' मला उशीर होतोय मी निघते म्हणत '
तिची निरोप घेणारी पावलं

आणि तितक्यात...
पाऊस आला
अगदी मुसळधार
मी नेहमीसारखाच होतो छ्त्रीशिवाय
आज तीही छत्री विसरलेली
तसं भिजणं, आम्हां दोघांच्या आवडीचं

पुढच्या काही क्षणांतच आम्ही दोघेही चिंब झालो
ती थांबली, वळली....
मी जवळ गेलो
आणि ती पटकन मिठीत शिरली....
मी, " पहिला पाऊस कधीच पडून गेला ग! "
ती, " हो, पण आताचा पाऊसही तितकाच खरा आहे ! "

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पाऊस....बाहेरचा आणि आतला

खिडकीत बसून
बाहेर कोसळणारा पाऊस बघणं
आता नेहमीचंच झालंय
हल्ली मी पावसात भिजायला जात नाही
तुझ्याविनाच चिंब व्हायचं?
छे! मनच मानत नाही

मग थेंबांनाही वाटते ओढ माझी
येतात ते माझ्या खिडकीपर्यंत
पण ओंजळ पूढे करून
मी त्यांना अनुभवत नाही
तुझा आधार सुटल्यापसून
हातच पुढे सरत नाही

कधी पाउस वाराही घेतो साथिला
अन् डोकावू पाहतो माझ्या घरात
खिडकीचं बंद होणं तेव्हा
एक क्षणही लांबत नाही
हल्ली तुझ्या आठवणींना
घरातच मी घेत नाही

आज मात्र मला पावसानं
भर रस्त्यात पकडलं
आठवण करुन देऊन तुझी
अन् मग विचारलं,
"तुला झालंय तरी काय?"
मी म्हटलं नातं तुटलं,
आता कुणाची सोबत नाही
तूही जा आता
जून्या आठवणींशी मी
मन माझं जोडत नाही

तो गेला, थोडा रागावून
न भिजवता !
भिजण्यापासून तर वाचलो
प्रश्न एकच होता,
मनात दाटलेल्या पावसापासनं
मी कसा वाचणार आता ?

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its time to party... amazing mail series by us

Hi all,

We all are planning to meet after long time as kinjal and trupti robbed wipro in banglore very badly :)
Now they want to give a party for this honor.
I kindly request you to participate in party and double their happiness.

Please tell me your availability about today’s evening.
If not possible, then we can postpone it.


Date: 27-feb-08
Time : 7.30 (we can delay it till 8.00)
Venue : panchami (as usual) u can feel free to give your suggestions.

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He he… ?
That means, Trupti & Kinjal Party de rahe hain kya….
Mujhe laga Kunal Party de raha hain…. (For his new project)

Nways, I am happy that I don’t have to pay… ?

Cheers,
Swapnil

==============================================================ABE OOOOYYYYYYYYYY........................
YE KINJAL-TRUPTI KAUN HAI????????????????????????????????????????????

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Sham ko pata chal jayega

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Nahi abhi batao yaar…
Party nahi di to enke haath ka sandwich khana padega….
Sanchit… Enke haath sandwich khaneke dusare din kitni bar toilet use kiya tha… Yaad hain na…. ? ? ? ?

- Swapnil.


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abe e jhandu...

hum log lut gaye hain...aur koi wipro ko nhain luta hamne....

hum logo ka settle nahin hoga re kharcha..

aaj mere bhai log kharcha denge

mere kunal bro ko project milne ki khushi mein

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Samzha kya kinjal ne kya bola....
main sehmat hu usase,.....

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Sahi hain…..
Kunal…..
Now its Really a

PARTY TIME….
How can KUNAL will disobey…. “Kijnal aur Trupti ki baat”
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yessssssssss...thats gud yaar..

kunal bro...behen ko project milne ki treat nahin doge kya????????????
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lagta hain kunal bro..surprise party dene wala hain..wah kunal bro...im proud of u bhai!!!!!!!!!!!!!11111111

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Vah-vah haum to bade khush hai bhai behen ka pyar dekhake!!!!!

Chalo isi khushi me party ho jaye YAAR....
kya bolte ho bhai...sahi hai na??

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Meri to aankhe bhar aayi…
Kunal yaar kuch bol.. agar online hain to…

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swapnil bro...aap rona band karo plz..bhai..

sanchit mere bhai ko sambhal....

kunal bro kuch to bolo..
aur moma tu kyun chup hain re??????


==============================================================Hi Friends

First of all, a big round of applause for SANCHIT......
.....
....
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aaise hi nahi...for his innovative thinking....this E-MAIL thing
mujhe laga tha ki pura din call karne mein chala jayega and we would be still talkin on phone..."milte hai na yaar"

and for all those who responded to his innovation...a second round of applause....lagta hai evryone seems to be enjoying this...me too

Next, CHEERS to Gandhiji....finally he is on a project....although it wont be long before he switches on to other one....hehe...for those who are not aware, this is Kunal's third project...I bet no-one would challenge to break his record...love you KUNAL

Finally, ye 'gunde---mavali' log bangalore jake kya lut-maar, chori, daka etc. aur kya kya karke aaye hai ye to mujhe pata nahi...aaj shaam ko hi pata chalega...SO C U ALL....at PANCHAMI...(I have no better suggestions)...i'll be there by 8...

Cheers,
Pankaj.
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abe e gunda hoga tu .... moma...khud aaj maar khayega.......saale...

aaj aaja dikhate hun hum logo ne kya kiya

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i am ready to give party .............
lekin meri sirf 2 conditions hai..................
1. sirf hum log nahi milenge. if u gals want a party then tum log apni sabhi saheliyon ko leke aao...........itni friends (strictly gals only) ko le aao kii har ek banda kam se kam 2 ladkiyon k beech ho.
2. since mujhe 3 project mila hai isliye mein kuch jyada hi khush hun.................
isliye panchami chhodo chalo KP jaate..............
thoda daru sharu peete hain ........... chicken , mutton khate hain..............

agar ye 2 conditions aap sabhi ko manjur hai toh shaam ko KP mein milo.............

warna....................





CHUP CHAP PANCHAMI MEIN APNA APNA KHANE KA KHARCHA LE AAOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

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I agree....
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AISA HUA TO MAIN KAHA BHI JANE KO TAYYAR HOOO
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bhai...i didnt expect this from u..

aap itne bevde ban sakte ho yeh mujhe nahin paat tha...

aapko pata hain na ki aapki behen shudh shakahari hain..phir bhi chicken mutton bol rahe ho???????

thik hain..aaj khud se nikalte hain paise...dnt

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Hai … ?
Itni jadli haar maan li…. Kinjal

==============================================================Dats cool…
Abhi kisi ko kuch problem nahi hona chahiye
Jaldi se chalo kp jate hai…
Daru pite hai
Chicken
Mutton
Mein toh abhi nikal reha hun..

Aur bata kinjal
Dekh kitani lucky hai tu
Aisa bhai mila hai tujhe jo tere liye humara daru ka kharcha karega..meri ulati saf karega

Ps:
Only for vasrha:
Main daru pine wala nahi hun….:)

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Ps:
Only for vasrha:
Main daru pine wala nahi hun….:)
(Aur ghar aake pine wala hain…. Pita hain)

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mujhe pata tha kii tu hi mujhe party se bacha sakti hai...........
aur kya mein akela bevda????????
trupti ne toh fatak se haan bol diya.........
aur swapy???????
woh toh itna xcite ho gaya hai kii font screen size se bhi bada kar diya

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woh ps likhne ki jarurat nahi re...........
ek baar varsha ne daru pee lii naa....
toh usse pata bhi nahi chalega kii tune daru pee hai kii nahi..........
rather usse ye bhi pata nahi chalega kii sanchit tu hai yaa mein.......
;)

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koi bhi daru nahin piyega...

aur jhandu...tu to chup hi baith...warna................

kunal bro..mujeh bura laga..party se bachne ke liye aapne mere bharose ko toda...

very bad..swapnil bro..ab mujhe bhi rona aa raha hain re..

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Oh my GOD

Bharosa toda….. Ab to kunal ko panchami main party deni hi padegi..

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theek hain daru nahi toh nahi.........
lekin ladkiyon (saheliyon) ka kya hua???????
bharosa toda kahan???????????
maine toh tere pe bharosa rakha kii tu mujhe ye neeeeeeeeeeech kaam karne se bacha legiiiiii

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ha bhai..behen ka dil toda hain kunal bro ne...

aur sanchit tune teri gf ka...

aur meri varsha ko kuch nahin bolneka....


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Koi kaam bhi kar raha hai ki nahiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii....
Mere mailbox overflow ho raha hai....


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abe e pagal...

tu bhi kaam nahin kar raha hain na..
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Main toh party plan ker reha tha…

Yeh toh emotional bhai behan ki story ho gayi hai…

Ekta kapoor ko bhi mail list mein add karo usko fukat mein script mil jayegi..

Aur Swapnil tu kehna kya chaheta hai
Bharosa toda ye galat bat hui uski hum party kaise kar sakate hai..

Aaj se har 27th feb “bhai ne behan ka bharosa toda“ isliye pehchana jayega!!!

Wisdom Pearl - Thought of the day !!!!!