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After more than a decade , I finally got to be in a situation where I could be in India , in my home city at precisely the same moment when the festival of holi was to be celebrated, My Mama ji’s (maternal Uncle) daughter was getting married and she had managed to get me to promise her that I will be there in Punjab. The wedding was to be on 19th march in my Nana (maternal Grandfather) house, which is 5-6 hours from Chandigarh and if you go at my speed it could be done in 4 hours 30 minutes.. Since she was also going from Uk along with her Fiancée we all had only a few days to manage everything.

The ladies sangeet was to be on 16th and my flight to reach Chandigarh was on 15th and holi was on 17th , 18th was to be the day when girls side go to the boy’s side for the Shagun ceremony which was again to be in a village nearer to Amritsar, again a 5-6 hours journey, it was going to be a hectic schedule. My friends knew I was going to come and everyone was Like I had to make sure I would be with them on HOLI, so much so that some suggested to miss everything and be there, emails-phone calls , exchanged which involved a lot of swearing , shouting , but then it was fun thinking about it now.

So the journey began I landed at chandigarh airport to find my best matey Babbar at the airport, what I had not realised was he was not alone , a few others too turned up.. Cherry came, Sunjeet turned up from ambala, and my cousin Noni too turned up.

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Fun time started from the airport itself, I had planned that I will leave by 3pm but one thing led to the other only to start for my village about 6pm in evening, the moment I left the city disaster struck, typical with me, things never go to plan , the rear tyre burst, “OH NO”, opened the boot to look for the spare to only find that the spare was also punctured, Not a good start at all.Thankfully there was a gentleman coming from the other side on his bike who gave Me and My punctured tyre a Lift, to a nearby village, I knocked on a house of the guy who fixes punctures stayed. He was kind enough to open and do the needful, after getting all that sorted I started off once again towards my village.

Thankfully nothing un-towards happened on the way other than the amount of phonecalls I was getting from my relatives , as according to them I was supposed to have reached home by 7pm NOT Started towards home at 7pm , One good thing happened the traffic seemed to ease out at night, which was good for me to get used to driving in India after so many many years soon I was back into INDIA MODE, zooming in and out, giving two hoots to the traffic coming from the right or the Red light on the way . The main roads were very good but as I went off the main road , it was chaos the BADAL Akali Govt. In all their wisdom suddenly decided to dug up all the village connecting roads , have their contractors put the raw material on the sides.. Election Gimmicks I guess to get votes, I was not happy god know how many times I abused these Govt officials.

Anyway to cut the Story short because this is supposed to be an article on the 17th March , I reached home about 2am, the bed had been laid for me , I met everyone , talked for a bit and off to Zzzzzzzz land. Next day we got busy in doing some work, the ladies sangeet started, and my phone would not stop ringing because everyone at Chandigarh was asking When am I starting, I had with lot of persuasion managed to make all my relatives aunty’s and uncles agree to the fact that I have to return.. The fun carried on till about 11pm where everyone started to pack up, and go to sleep , since the function was in the village it was just a family affair , come 11 pm I sat in my car and Zooomed back to Chandigarh, Reached Babbar’s house at approximately 4-5am in the morning. I was so damn tired I went to sleep ..

Early morning I was woken up to the sound of HORNSSSSSSSsss – LOUD MUSIC – TRUMPETS etc, kids were running around on the road outside, neighbours were putting color on each other It felt so fresh, I walked out of the house to be bombarded with Colour .. Rest of my friends started turning up , I was meeting them after more than a decade, everyone had changed so much, a few had got married , a few had become parents , some had lost their hair , It was fantabulos.

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Whoever came to the house was targeted with color – water anything that came to hand

That is me filling the Bucket and making sure I put it all over Babbar .. 🙂

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and he in return joined the kids to make sure , he has his revenge on ladies .. boooooooooooooo too him 🙂

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We decided to go uphill for a picnic, The ladies did a wonderful job I must say with all the food, we men were responsible for the DRINKS 🙂 , started towards Morni hills on the way saw a lot of people enjoying the festival especially these girls , who were standing from inside the sunroof, singing their head off , drinking too which made them go louder and louder, but I guess the idea was to enjoy, they were surly enjoying, we enjoyed just watching them 🙂

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Drove for sometime in the hills singing , dancing , on way found a little stream of water running , so stopped for our picnic, the kids in the group were having fun with me as their english chachu, couple of them were seeing me for the first time , so I guess they were all Ga Ga of a foreign returned Chachu.. they started to play with me

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I also joined them in the fun and took them on in the battle of the Water

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When I was unable to control them , I had to do the MAN THING.. I had to take LAW in my hands and MAN-HANDLE the kids into submission and I WON.. yooooooooooooooooo hooooooooooooooo , bring it on… KIDDO’s

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yess , I took each one of them and dunked them in that stream MUUUU HA HA HA HA HA HA .. Bad chachu I guess

Food time came, ladies had prepared some delicious food, for the Foreign returned, making sure there was not much spices etc, as it was only my second day in india,I did not want to get sick , But saying that by then so much alcohol had gone inside that it would have been pretty Safe to eat anything .. as I am sure you all know that “Darooo peene se PEt ke saare Kide mar jaate hain”.. 🙂 he he he .. don’t ask me to translate that in English , it wont be funny then 🙂 .. but just for those who don’t understand hindi (Drinking Alcohol, kills all the germs in the stomach), see not funny at all ..

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Food time

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The Long walk back to the parked cars ..

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The Whole gang well almost as a few left to find another place uphill to have coffee ..

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Ended up on top of a hill where I in my tipsy mood had fun with the kids ..

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HAPPY HOLI Guys, how did you celebrate yourssss…

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1 to 8 You can read here – First part of  Some facts about Punjab and Being a Punjabi – 1

9. If we use Mc and BC  (vulgar curses) more than 4 -5 times in a sentence with you. IT MEANS WE LOVE YOU A LOT…

10.  A Glassy in hand is better than two in a bottle

11:- After 6th peg( shot of whiskey) the favourite dialogue is “HAALE DOOJA HAI YAAR” (its only the Second one)

12. BULLET, TILLE WAALI JUTTI, RayBANS, OPEN JEEP and Woofers  make a PUNJABI

13 You are either born normal and boring or you are born PUNJABI.

14. It doesn’t matter where you from bangalore, Mysore,Tamilnadu, Kerala, AP we think you are all MADRASI

15. Ulle de Pathe and Khote de puttar.. or Sher da puttar  you definitely a Punjabi.

16. Canada and UK part of Punjab. PERIOD…….

17KAL SE DIETING SHURU (dieting from tomorrow) – Favourite line we say EVERYDAY

Ps:- Message of the day … AGAIN I know..

Please Honk slowly.. My country is SLEEPING.. You might disturb it from its sleep..

PS:- Thank you for all the emails and comments regarding the problem mentioned in previous post, I have a lot of info , have sent it , I am better prepared

PPS:- All pictures courtesy Google

 

Update:- 15-12-2012

READ:- 

Some facts about Punjab and Being a Punjabi –  3

Khushiyan-Khede Gidhe
Bhangre te Mele Sab ne Yaraan-beliyaan de naal

Joys, fun, dances and fairs, every celebration has been with friends

Gusse Gille Shikve
Ladaiyan te Jhagde Sab ne Yaraan-beliyaan de naal

Anger, fights and all complaints,all disagreements have been with friends

Dil Jodne-Todna Mohabbat, Pyar
Wafa te Dhokhe Sab ne Yaraan-beliyaan de naal

Broken hearts, mending love,  affection, loyalty and betrayals, all ups and downs have been shared with friends

Daroo Diyaan Shamaan
Gadi de bonnet te murge diya lataan
Bakre Bulaune te Ludiyaan Pauniya Sab ne Yaraan-beliyaan de naal

Evenings with drinks, relishing chicken legs on the car bonnets

Screaming and cheering, we have been high on friendship and danced together

Seep di baaji, Pa Hukam de Begi ch Ikka.. Tera ne Banaune..
Maar maar Thapan fer Hukam de Raje naal 26 hai Banaune
Kotpees te lai ke ikhatiyaan 7 baajiyaan Kot karne Sab ne Yaraan-beliyaan de naal

Those moments when we played card games and made a thirteen, adding a king to make a perfect twenty six

Or wind seven hands in a row, to do a KOT on the others… Every game was played in company of friends

Fad lai- Chak lai – Chadhi na – Thok de
Vekh lange, Aun de – Koi na Sab ne Yaraan-beliyaan de naal

Hold them, declare war, don’t leave them, hit them.. Worry not, Just let them come, bring it on…

All wars were fought with undying support of friends

Bas Idaan kaho Mere yaro – dosto – mitro
Ke Duniya hai Yaraan-beliyaan de naal
 
Tuhade Sab de naal
That, my friends, is the story of my life
A life that is lived for buddies and friends
My friends mean the world to me
My friends, all of you out there,
My life is with all you friends

Translation of a few other words 🙂
1. Bakre Bulaune – ( I don’t know how to convert this bakre bulauna is when drunks do burrrraaaaaaaaaaa…. )

2.. Seep di baaji, Pa Hukam de Begi ch Ikka.. Tera ne Banaune..

(Seep is a game of cards, where you count the points of the number for cards of spades.. Begi is Queen .. Ikka is Ace.. queen has 12 points and ace has one.. you add both and can pick with a King which is 13 points)

Maar maar Thapan fer Hukam de Raje naal 26 hai Banaune (so 12 + 1 + 13== makes it 26)

 

PS:- I am sorry not to have replied to all the comments .. or read the posts .. Will do them very sooon

This year has come with a Date the will never ever happen again for a 1000 (thousand) years .. I surly will not be alive to see it … The 11th Day of the 11 Month and 11th year of the 2000 …  and Yes its my birthday Today …   I was born on this day early morning in a small village in Punjab , which had just about 8-9 houses at that time ..  My Nana ji use to live in a big village but the land he had was about  5-6 miles away, So he had packed up everything and made a house in the middle of the fields and soon others followed who had their lands nearby..

I am told as was the tradition during those days, My mother came to her parents house when she was nearing the due time .. It was a bright day the day I was born.  A telegram was rushed to Chandigarh where my Dad was living .. my Dada ji was the first one to come over to see me, he did not know I was born , He was busy with some Punjab elections he just coincidentally was visiting.

So on this fateful day ME was born 🙂  A lot is going on in the media about how special this day is , how the sun and scorpion etc etc are in perfect shape so lets hope tonight I win the Friday european lottery .. please everyone pray for that for me .. and I hope the wish does come true … ahmmm and ooops someone remind me to go put the lottery tomorrow tooo.. wont win if I don’t put it 🙂

I know we have not met with each other all those people who come and visit this blog , But please take a minute out…

Those who don’t drink have a some coke-shoke – paani-waani .. and those who drink have a peg-sheg . daroo-sharoo …

Cheers everyone .. .. Thank you all who are wishing me , wished me and those who forgot my birthday in spite of me mentioning everywhere making a big issue of it at all the places 😦 .. not happy now .

ok enough of tantrum .. (lets see who all remembered he he he 🙂  put you all on a spot )

UPDATE (12th November)
PS:- Thank you so very much Everyone who sent their wishes .. God bless you all Everyone .. I am blessed and god has been kind ot me to have such lovely people around THANK YOU……

A few of lovely people wrote lovely articles for me , to make this day a special one .. Thanks to them all specially to Punam Jr of Dreamzz forever

and NRIGIRL    and  “A”  of  Simply Speaking for the beautiful Gesture, And each one of the people who commented on those posts and wished me all those lovely wishes .. Thank you so much to EACH ONE OF THEM.. I am so lucky to have got so many wishes all day long ..

 

Chhavi  from The Boken Rib who wrote the following poem for me ..

Yummy cakes with chocolate icing,
Multi-coloured balloons.
Champagne is always welcome.
A carnival inside a room.

Bright ribbons so delightful
Friends who stay wide awake
Not for your birthday, silly.
Just for a slice of cake. ;) ;-)

Many many happy returns of the day, Bikram. I want my slice of the cake ;-);-)

 

Thank you EVERYONE , I want to personally say thanks to EACH one and all those who wished me on Facebook too, I had my wall full of wishes .. and the Ten’s of emails 🙂 THANK YOU THANK YOU.. I can’t say Thank you enough times to each one you .. YOU ALL ARE SUCH BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE .. God bless you all …

Drink is equal to YOGA So Please encourage the drinking people

Savasana

Balasana

Setu Bandha Sarvangasana


Marjayasana
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Halasana

Dolphin


Salambhasana


Ananda Balasana


Malasana


Pigeon

Any one for PUB tonight .. the first round is on ME 🙂 Friday Evening …

Have a Great Weekend Everyone ….

DRUNK…

Posted: March 22, 2011 in Alcohol, being drunk, Daroooo
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Have you ever seen what happens when you have your drinks. It always seems you are the one who is not drunk whereas everyone else is drunk. And the question is how much have you drunk.. I always know how much I have drunk cause I can see all that I have thrown out on the floor 🙂 yeah thats how much I have drunk.

When that happens have you ever noticed how No one blames the alcohol for this. Its always

 ‘Oh, I ate something funny.’

 Yeah the packet of crisp you had between the 5th double and the 6th double. Thats what CHURNED the stomach.

And then you have to come back home it seems the whole world has conspired against u. So much noise.

The more discreet you try to be the more noise it generates. You reach home, open the door and it goes

Ccccccccccchhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhuuuuuuuuuuuunnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn.

It never makes the noise, but today it will cause your dad or mom need to wake up to see you in that state. It’s all a SAAZISH.

Everything is planning against you.

The first step you take on the stair feels like you have stepped on one of those bubble things that may pop at any instant. The lighter you put your foot, the heavier it falls… THUD THUD THUD… You will hear your parents murmur something but you are too oblivious to it. You just need to get to your room and slump on the bed.

You climb up the stairs only to find you have just opened the door to your parents door… Oops! Or is it the neighbours house ha hahah that would be nice. I don’t drink. No, really. I know after the above few lines, you may be laughing reading this. But i don’t really… Ok, I don’t drink THAT MUCH he he he he.

I usually drink on occasions now. Earlier I used to drink with friends and all used to get together. I remember one incident I can’t ever forget which made me always think the next time I drank. My parents like most parents did not know I drank. We try so hard to not let them know. But one day it happened. I did not realise I was drunk which is usually what happens when you are. Everyone else is drunk other than you. I reached home, my parents knew i was drunk they did not say a word. NOT A WORD. That was what hit me the most.

I sobered up, I could not see them in the eyes. From then on i promised myself this would not happen again and luckily its been a decade almost 10 years I have not made a fool of myself and drink responsibly.