Let me write about some common things that happen.

If you treat her nicely, she says you are in L**E with her
If you don’t, she says you are proud.

If you dress nicely, she says you are trying to lure her
If you don’t, she says you are from chennai. (enna raskala, mind it )

If you argue with her, she says you are stubborn
If you keep quiet, she says you have no brains.

If you are smarter than her, she’ll lose face (disgusting)
If she’s smarter than you, she is great.

If you don’t L**E her, she tries to possess you (Yes, I’m really sick of using that word !!)
If you do so, she says you are alike.

If you scold her, you are like a chacha to her
If she scolds you, it is because she cares for you.

If you break your promise, you cannot be trusted
If she breaks hers, she is forced to do so.

If you smoke, you are bad boy
If she smokes, she is a gentle lady .

If you hurt her, you are rude
If she hurts you, you are too sensitive !! and sooo hard to please !

anduke , ivanni avasaram lekunda, chusama , ammayi bagundaa , kassepu happy feel ayyama annattu vundali (dil kush).
hmmm , naa MSIT darling em chesthondo ento !!

The following are some funny discussions that happened ::

After some serious effort during intermediate people try to get into some prestigious universities. But due to the lack of knowledge among the people (even the people who are employees and are well educated too), they don’t know the names of some universities. Among those unknown lies our IIIT-Hyderabad.

Let there be a guy X who got into IIIT-H and his Dad D.

D’s friend : In which univ. did you get admission
X : IIIT-Hyderabad (in bold voice)

D’s friend : I’m not asking about the branch son , but the univ. name (smirking at X)
X : It is the univ. name uncle (I pity you Mr. XXXXXX) , IIIT-Hyderabad

D’s friend : What is it’s full name
X : International Institute of Information Technology !!!!!

D’s friend : What is the fee ??
X : approx. 1 lakh per year

D’s friend : what Mr.D, you got your son a seat by donation (again throwing a smirk, at D this time). He can get into some local college apart from joining there , right ??
X : Starts boasting about IIIT-H and all , then D’s friend out of his modesty (doesn’t really get how good the univ. is) nods his head and greets X.

It was in my 9th class and “Rakhi Day”. So , as usual the legacy of tying “Raksha Bandhan” was going on in the class. All of a sudden , we all heard a call from principal saying “boys, whoever got a rakhi on their hand come and report downstairs in the principal cabin”. One after another went in with anxiety (might be expecting an Ice cream or a Cadbury Dairy Milk) and came out with a crying face. They were back to the class room. I asked my friends , what was the reason for your sad/crying faces. He said that , our mighty principal thought that we were stalking (“sight kottadam”) and that’s the reason we had a “rakhi” on our hand !!, May be due to the effect of the new century !!.

So, coming to the effect of the new century , most of the gals/guys aren’t looking for a good friend but for a bf/gf (that too on USE and THROW prototype or TIME PASS protocol ). Finally, we are on the track of modernity which we all wanted to inhere from the western culture. Modernity in dressing, doing things and all except for good feelings (btw, the westerners are also good at it too and we, very few think of it!! , anyways I don’t dwell much into it). There are movies coming out displaying how well a guy and a gal could be friends , yet again lacking practical depiction. May be both of them lack the move or waiting for the other to make it.

Well, let us talk about the prototype and protocol that was mentioned earlier. Something similar to a film story (design oriented ).

// Declaration

// Objects will be dynamically added , or else this post gets too long and people please don’t bug me for errors , as this is just for fun.

class guy;
class gal;

guy x;
gal y;

// Documentation
/*
Abstract: x sees y somewhere during his patroling for gals , of course posing that he is of super class level [:P]. That’s not a big issue to be concerned about , but all the problem started when y sees x and gives a smile (only god knows whether it was a fake one or not). Then , started the show …
*/

x.school/college = y.school/college = A;

x.classroom/section = y.classroom/section = B;    // Let these A , B etc … already defined [:P]

// “Dil kush” , All happies

// The play back is of the song “nuvvu edikelthe aadikosta suvarnaa … nee inti peru marusta aparnaa …”.

x.sim_card = y.sim_card = IDEA;

// An IDEA can change your life [:P] . Btw, cell phone and sim card gifted to y by our Mr.x [:)]

x.dreams = “Duet/Romance with y”

y.dreams = “Film star$” + “Rich person” (and what not ??)

/*
This goes on … (“manodiki , ade nandi x gadiki papam brain kasta mokalu loki vachesindi aa ammayi valla.”)
One fine day , x proposes y. “Hello , excuse me , enti inka result kosam waiting aa … obvious gaa answer NO baabulu”.
Back ground lo “Golmal Golmal Govindaaa … mosam jaragani chotundaaaaaa …”
*/

x.day_duration = “thinking about y” // back ground lo “manishi bratuku inte … veedi bratuku ante “

y.day_duration = “watching out for another guy like Hrithik “

/*
After some years , y ki marriage fix ayyiddi , bride-groom evaro kadu pakkinti srinu gadu [:P]. edikku lekapote vaade gati ayyadu papam. papam mana y ki aa srinu gadu elantodo telidu (ela telustundi .. eppudainaa pattinchukunte kadaa) , adi eppudo chinnappudu chusindi , malli marriage time lo telisindi vaadu veede ani. ika chusuko naa saamiranga , y ki torture modalayyindi. appudu telisindi y ki enta tappu chesano ani (manam appudu x gaadini “pai nunchi kinda daaka chusam ani “). em chestam y ki ee vishayam ardham ayyesariki anta ayepoyindi akkallaraa , tammullaraa …
*/

y.day_duration = “thinking about x” // back ground lo edupu scene ani marchipokandi [:P] !!

// No hard feelings guys and gals [:)] , this is meant to be fun and that’s all.
// ika story intiki , meru comments ki [:P]…

PS0 : This is the flow of life of some gals who follow the mentioned prototype and protocols , there are also guys who follow the same… so interchanging x and y along with some other parts will do the job (I guess).

PS1 : ee post lo english and telugu kalipi vunnayi , edo oka dantlo raseddam anukunna kani , manaki edi sarigga radu kadaa [:D] … so ila continue ayepoyaa , meru kuda ila adjust ayepondamma.

You rule every move I make
I know that you can’t read my mind
Yet you know that you are the one …

Ask me what is the problem
I don’t know what the problem is
Well if it is, it’s love , love and love
I can’t stop thinking about it

Do I ever cross your mind
Do you ever wake up reaching out for me
For me it’s happening
I can’t stop thinking about you

I’ve been passing time doing everything
But it’s nothing but acting
I’m forced to fake a smile
It’s egregious wishing and telling

The damn thing is hurting
I’ve been hanging up messing
I feel like slipping away everything

I might find someone else (as you wish to hook me up)
But there is a common problem with all of them
They are not you , my love !!

It’s funny to be pedantic
When love is truly right
And if it is, it never goes off … (my love !!)

This is our 21st century : our communication – wireless ; our telephone – cordless ; our youth – jobless ; our food – fatless ; our relation – loveless ; our attitude – careless ; our feelings – heartless ; our politics – shameless ; and finally , our follies – countless !! .

There are people who strive for success (we come across those personalities once in a while in news papers which says that a boy/girl out of his/her own hard work has gone this far to a prestigious position without any support and blah , blah , blah …). All this thing is to make a point that the moment our parents go through such astonishing profiles our day starts as follows.

On one fine day , early in the morning (news paper reaches our home by 6,6:30 AM).

Dad: Heyy idiot wake up.
Child : God damn !! what so special about waking me up early in the morning.
Dad : C’mon read about this article.
Child : Inner voice says “There should be something which shouldn’t happen”.

while reading itself, we anticipate the next scenario.

Child: We don’t say anything apart from keeping the paper aside indicating that we finished reading it.
Dad : Have you gone through it ??.
Child : Yes dad (in a low voice !!).
Dad : Did you ever at least study for your exams with dedication and look at this fellow how determined he/she is !!.
Child : Inner voice says “Ohh god , why all these people study like hell and get onto papers for publicity and all”.
Dad : What are you peering at with a dumb face ??.
Child : I’m just visualizing the moment when your father , reading such articles , asks you the same (laughing !!).
Dad : You can’t do anything except that , Stupid, Idiot …

Suddenly mom enters into the scenario saying “Ohh, stop it. Go and get ready , if not , you are going to miss your bus for the school”.

Child : Walking away as soon as he/she hears mom saying it and in inner voice , “Ahh, mom you saved me from all this. So nice of you !!”.
Dad : (to mom) You come amidst whenever I have a talk with him/her regarding this (child hears this from the bathroom !! and again laughs !!).

Thus, the hot atmosphere ends.

Most of us think of turning out into an IAS/IPS officer in our child hood. So I would like to know if anyone among us is after it right now (I’m not).

PS : I’m vexed , couldn’t find a way to get out of it !!.