MTV Fully Faltoo

Venue: Waiting room of Vasaipur railway station…
Time: 8.30 p.m.

Raining has paused after heavy rains all throughout the day… no breeze… still air… very cold… the railway platform is empty with just one group of friends returning from a picnic….

(Inside the waiting room….) The 40 watt bulb, high up is meekily trying to light up the big room… voltage is low and looks like that too will go off..

(mak, kau & prash are sitting on the creeky but comfortable wooden chairs…while pat is cozily sleeping in one of the chairs…relaxed, no tension… actually the chair is so spacious that one more pat could have easily sqeezed in)

Kau: (tries to light his cigar with a moist match stick)
Mak: (Offers him his ligher and lights one cigerrete for himself too).. Vaatat nahi haa bulb faar vel chalu rahil..
Kau: Ithe baghaychaych kaay konala?
Prash: mala atta kahihi suchat nahiye.. mala attachya atta ghari jaychay… that’s it… nahitar mee to bulb fodun taaken..

(A loud karkasshha voice from outside the waiting room): Sha: Brandy oata tyachya nardyat

(Scene outside the waiting room)

Viks: oye chaaywala, agli train kitne baje ko hai ?
Chaiwala: raat ke gyara baje hai saab …
Viks: haa.. vo to malum hai… lekin kis side se ayegi?
Chaiwala: aapko kidhar jaana hai?
(someone’s mobile rings interrupting the dialog… the ringtone tune is… aab tere bin jee lenge hum…easy to guess whose mobile it is… yes its Meghana calling from Sahakarnagar! …viks walks away to get some privacy)

Sha: (continues with the chaiwala) humko poona ko janeka hai.. yaha se kidhar-kidhar jati hai gyara ki train?
Chaiwala: jee, voh to indore se ayegi aur lukhnov ki taraf jayegi… aap bhopal utar jaana aur waha se dusri train pakad lena…
Sha: toh fir bhopal se idhar koi train aati hai kya, via indore baad mein?
Chaiwala: (confused)

Viks: (Back from his call with a satisfied look on his face): kay re kay mhantoy?
Sha: Me tyala mhatla amhala punyala jaychay tar mhantoy bhopal la ja.

(Prash worried whether Sha will be able to handle the chaiwala alone, comes out)
Prash: (not at all bother with all the information already gathered and current state of the conversation): humko bus itna bata do ki idhar se poona ko kaise kya jaane ka…
Chaiwala: (smiles) hum kabhi poona gaye nahi saabji..
Prash: (looks at viks, looks at sha, puts his hand in sha’s overcoat, takes out the whisky bottle and goes back in)

(A door in the corner of the room opens with a bang.)
Gaja: (Walks out of the toilet): chyayla, aat ektar ghaan saali sagli… light nahi… tithe paay kuthe thevaycha te suddha disat nahiye rao…
Mak: mitra, tu ata bharatat ahes… visar ata amerikela la… me changla mhanat hoto na railway line chya palikade jaun bas moklyavar… swachha open havet…
Prash: Gaja tithe baslyavar mag swachha hawa dushit zali asti…
Kau: vatlach haa asla kahitari pachaknaar..

Pat: (wakes up for a while): (in a sleepy voice) train kadhi yenare?
Gaja: kay re sotya.. zoptos kay? Ithe sagle tention madhe ahet, tula zop yete tari kashi rao?
Prash: tu zop. Amhi nheto tula barobar.
(pat sleeps)

(titkyat joraat veej kadaadte aani minminta bulb tyacha shevatcha shwaas gheto… Its more dark inside than outside)

Viks: (Walks into the room): shantya, aat ye re… tini saglyanbarobar thambayla sangitlay.. ti mhanali ekta kuthe jau nakos…

Tired voices get soft and slower… till there are longer and longer pauses of silent moments…

(After 15-20 minutes)

Mak: (manaatlya manaat swatahashich… testing the limits of logic): [Bulb tar chalu disat nahiye … mag haa ujed kuthun padlaay? .. ek tar room madhe dusra bulb asava, kinwa room chya baher bulb aahe aani daar ughda aahe… (look towards the door)… bahercha bulb tar khupach strong distoy …. It took a while for him to understand whats going on but finally got it… ] (Yells on top of his voice).. utha utha.. aare zoptaay kaay dukranno.. sakaal zaali….

(What appeared to be the 15-20 minutes was just a little more than that… Everyone wakes up)

Gaja: Ajun pyaa bevdyanno…

(The chaiwala walks into the room..)

Pat: (Fully awake for a change! … may be the morning effect): Suno bhai.. ab agli train kitne baje hai?
Chaiwala: Raat ke gyarah baje… (smiles & looks towards sha).. ye wali bhopal se ayegi aur via indore bhi jayegi…
Mak: Ye kal wali train hi lukhnow se ghumke ayegi ya koi nai train hai?
Pat: Tula kay karaychay?
Viks: aare.. maara re yaala dharun..
Prash: konitari gheun ja re yala ikdun…
Sha: (to mak): Chal re… (Mak & Sha go out for a jog … workout sathi best vatavaran aahe nahi? … hmmm.. makya yaar spikes che shoe have hote…)

Kau: Aapne humko jagaya kyo nahi train aayee tab?
Chaiwala: (A seemingly wicked smile): Chaay piyenge saabji? Ek gilas ka sirf dedh rupaya lunga …

Mrutyunjay...

Mazya sagalaya junya athavanin paiki bahutek pustakanshi nigadit ahet.. :-) (kay karnar.. mee pustakech evadhi vachali ahet..:-P) e.g.. mee vachalele pahile "pustak" mhanaje "Mrutrunjay". te suddha bahutek 3 ri madhe asatana.. tya adhi barichashi "champak", "chandoba" vachali hoti..pan laukikarthane pustak ase mhanaje "Mrutyunjay"ch..(Source: maza chulat bhau "Mangesh".. tyachya kade parvaparyant "champak" cha motha gaththa hota. ata tyache kay zale mahit nahi...)..tya kalat 3richya mulachya manane te khupach jad pustak hote... pan me te utsahane vachale hote agadi teva kalale nasale tari...nantar mothe zalyavar ani mahabharatavishayi iter barech kahi "vachalyanantar" te haluhalu samajajayala lagale.... attaparyant te mee kiti vela vachaley yala ganana nahi... kadhi kadhi tar mee nusatech kuthalyahi pana pasun vachato...asach.. he sagale evadhe sangayache karan ki Madhe prashant a.k.a. Dashing pappula vadhadiwasanimitt CROSSWORLD che ek 200 che coupan milale... te vaparanyasathi amhi shiralo crossworld madhe...pan sahebana kuthale 200 che pustak ruchena.. "vapurza" avadale hote pan tyachi kimmat 200 pexa kami mhanoon te radd... tevdhyat mala "mrutyunjay" disale ani mee tyala suchvale.... ani tyane chakka te vikat gheun 10-20 paane vachali pan... mhanaje 2015 paryant tyache vachun vayala kahi harkat nahi...:-)))

Introductions...

Makarand did excellent job by introducing all the dashing pappu members. But he didn't say anything about him being the best of the group :-)). So I decided to take this opportunity to introduce him. Makarand is extremely logical and has a special kind of sense of humor. Level of his sense of humor is so high that, some jokes(especially PJs by Vikas) don't satisfy his criteria of jokes. But he does laugh at every sentence of Prashant. (BTW, some jokes by me, Kaustubh and Pratik don't satisfy criteria of even of PJ :-P)

Rajurkar's theory of "Relative"ity

I'm taking the honor of posting the first blog on the "dashing pappu" blog site. If you find this interesting, please make it a point to also visit our community on orkut named dashingpappu (stared by me). Don't worry, you will find nothing there. You won't even know the members as only 3 pappus have joined till date. ha ha. Please laugh. As other pappus start blogging, you will come to know about my percieved sense of humour and the success rates of my attempted jokes.
Just for the records, we also have a google group, an msn group and a yahoo group (I'm not myself very sure about the yahoo one.) Please don't try to join any of these as they are all private. In fact they our so private that we ourselves cannot login to them as our administrators don't remember the group names and we can't exactly recall who the administrators are.

Let me introduce the members before I write a few lines about the subject line (if I don't get bored by then). If and when other's blog, you will get a few more introductions with (probably) minor variations. So you already know one member. I'm makarand. I'm the best of them all in all respects. Here are the other members in order of their age:
(Yes. In spite of being the youngest, I am the best.)

Prashant is that kolhapuri chittapaavan koknastha brahman with the most childish face. At home everyone calls him pappu and he likes to dream of being "dashing" one day. I have not yet fully understood his definition of this dashing attribute, but it has got something to do with the childhood influences of hindi movies on our beloved pappu. As per my knowledge a dashing pose for him includes a gogle, a guitar, and some wierd facial expressions which only he can get right. Thanks dear dashing pappu for giving a name to our group-friendship.

Kaustubh Gandhi is a guy who has a girl friend, has been to Japan, has worked at Bangalore, always had a printer and all the assignments to be submitted at the right time just before submissions, and sends one mail every month on our group. Thats my definition of this gujju.

Pratik Mutha is the only married pappu. This guy has a habit of coming up with amazing grammatical constructs in Marathi. Once he had said mazi zop udali when he actually meant mala jaag aali. sha & kau will be compiling and presenting the entire list soon. Sometimes I find his sense of humour similar to mine, which is jara hatke from the standards.

Shantanu, the book-eater is the pappu who started this blog site. He is known for his inhumane book consumption activities. This man is currently bugged by the idea of reading as many blogs as possible. And blogs of not just friends or acquaintances but any blogs he can get displayed on his monitor. His reading is limited only by the Internet speed and timings of Internet availibility in Infosys.

Gaja is the only pappu has gone to the U.S of A. samasta pappu parivarala tuza abhimaan aahe. asaach pragatipathavar aagekuch chalu thev aani MS chya parikshet paas hounach maaydeshi parat. tyasathi tula aabhyas karava lagel. This chap has a habit of explaining in detail every single piece of information that he understands. And I typically never grasp jokes which have little logic, in the first go and need someone to analyse the joke for me. Hence Gaja comes in really handy at times.

Vikas is a pappu who can be best described as a complete family man. These days, the number of family ceremonies he has sometimes even exceeds the number of times we meet. We are all very happy that our dear gulaabrao is soon getting married and that has just doubled his relatives. His involvement in his relatives has prompted me to create a theory of relativity for him. I'm dedicating this blog to viks and heres that theory of relativity for which you have been waiting from the time you read the title line....

The theory consists of the following axioms:
A relative of a relative is a relative.
A relative of a relative of a relative might not be the first relative's relative but can be my relative.
Relatives at home or me at their home implies today is a holiday or i am on leave. And vice versa (double implication).
Total amount of fun in life is directly proportional to the square of relatives (or may be the circle of relatives).
Marraige = more relatives = more fun in life.
More relatives = more marraiges + more engagements + more kelvans + more munjya + more puja + more baarshi + more dohale-jevans = more ceremonies.
More ceremonies = more fun in life.

Entry to world of Blogs...

So this is common blog site for all dashing pappu's...