Posted by The Crackednut 01 January 2006, 3:17am

It's a friend's place and there are fallen bodies all around. Happy Dec 31st everyone!

Now 4 vodkas and three maryjanes later, there is only one single question that haunts my other-wise depressed mind - "Does she think of me the same way i think of her?"

it's the loserman's love story with the ultimate twist...

more of this after a few more vodka shots.

sienora oh dead blog!!

Current Mood: Sloshed
Current Music: u2 - city of Blinding Lights

Posted by The Crackednut 21 July 2005, 5:56pm
i am such an arrogant, worthless, selfish, moody bastard!

Current Mood: Gloomy
Current Music: bob seger - turn the page

Posted by The Crackednut 07 July 2005, 2:59am

Many events worthy of a blog post have happened to me since the last update. Thanks to my own laziness, I am the ultimate loser. This time it's a series of events that took place sometime back during the hols.

And believe me ... i sincerely want to get some order back into my life. I want to regularly update my blog!

(PS: Where's the rich text formatting gone in Firefox??)

The Making of "Sarkar":

1st of July, 2005

I've just got out of bed. No-one's at home.Damn!.. overslept again.
Time Check : 1200 hr

Pick up the morning newspaper. Sudoku. Crossword. The latest crime scene. And if i still haven't slept over the commode, i'll  probably glance at the Hindu editorial as well. Today's topic is too boring. Shift to Metro Plus and whoa!!!! ... It's the RGV pre-publicity interview !


Holy faqua! Must book the mobie tickets today at any cost. The next show at Sensation is probably at 1400 hr.
Time Check: 1215 hr.

Brush and milk. Call loyal friday movie partner S. Get the ball rolling. Call RMT and check his progress. Bugger's already sent some guys over to the theater to buy 6 tickets for the 1400 hr. Ask him if they've got money for 3 more. Tells me to wait and make no other phone call to anyone else. Me waits.
Time Check: 1230 hr.

Me waits no longer. Call J. He ain't picking the phone. Probably stone dead. Decide to call later. Meantime call S. Says he'll be at Basant in 15 min.
Time Check: 1231 hr.

Take bath. Offer salutations to Big Brother upstairs. Hope he'll be kind enough to reserve tickets for "Sarkar" today. Check mail and latest headlines. Big uhoh! Rediff's already got a review of "Sarkar" on its front page. The first para doesn't sound very encouraging. That useless son of a thousand pigs. How dare he accuse an RGV flick without me seeing it. Shut down the comp. Open fridge. No grub left. No money either. Must draw cash. Wait! Found 60 bucks in old pant. Lady Luck seems to be smiling on me today.
Time Check: 1245 hr.

Lock doors and rush out of home. Reach Basant in time. S has just arrived and we're looking at each other's faces seriously. This movie has to be watched today. Plus we're hungry. Move to Ekta's Kitchen nearby. Order food. Share our war-plans. His friends at Mehdipatnam can book the tickets. But they have to be convinced to watch an RGV flick first. Tells me they're the Salman Khan fans type. I tell him not to worry about that. I tell him getting tickets for us is more important! I then tell him about my friends. These guys have been waiting too watch the flick from a long time but no-one's done any advance booking. We never do. We watch movies no-one watches. We go to theatres no-one does. So crowds usually don't concern us. But today seems to be the exception. I tell S about a cousin who bumped into RGV the nite before at Prasad's. Apparently Abhisek and Amitabh were there too. This is definitely a serious case. RMT calls. Sensation house full!!!
Time Check: 1330 hr

The heat is getting onto us. We are running gainst the dark cloud of Bad Luck and we're not doing it well. Ask RMT his next POA. Says its undecided. I think I'm beginning to sweat. Tell RMT if he's dropping by this way. Replies in the affirmative. Pay the bill and get moving to HQ.
Basant Cafe!
Time Check: 1350 hr

There are around 4 or 5 theatres in town showing the movie. Prasad's is out of the scene. Sensation's just gone house full. The bastards at Venkatramana should have sold all the tickets in black by now. Same goes for Ramakrishna. Got to try our luck with one of the latter two. Give J another missed call. Mental note to bitch-slap him when he returns. S and I discuss Sarkar for a while. The promos looked way too cool. The haunting Govinda Govinda track. Abhishek running down a dimly lit corridor in slow-mo. Close up of the Big B. Sarkar in white font emerging from black background. RGV's done a good job at that. We wonder what the story could be. Shouldn't go the Godfather way, we concurred. S should know better. He read the book while i was still graduating from Michael Crichton. We've seen the movie more than once. Heck! We've all been through IMDB's trivia a gazillion times. The Godfather was mighty deep. Sarkar seems to be pretty close. A story of a powerful father with a trigger-happy son and another who'se just returned from a foreign land. Will there be a clash of ideals? Who will die first? How will Aby Baby pull off a Marlon Brando? We wonder for where Sarkar would land.
Time Check: 1445 hr

A has just whizzed by Basant on his Yamaha RXZ. Hmm... More of the gang will be on their way. I was right. Ad and M, Dj and An, V, Jd, Sn and Ak and the rest. Quite a crowd moving towards Niagara. M has seen me and gives me a ring. Asks me to drop by at Niagara. Before i leave, i remind S of our plan. He is to go to Mehdipatnam and talk to his friends. They are to book the tickets at Anand and before they do so, he will call me up. If my friends make any headway, i'll book a ticket for him. We shall call each other in an hour's time. Also remind ourselves to get J involved too. Plan perfect, future tense. Bid adios and reach Niagara. Expect the worst to have happened.
Time Check: 1448 hr.

"So how was the movie?" I ask. Everyone is smiling. Through their cigarettes and puffs of smoke they signal the "good movie sign". Apparently 22 guys from our college turned up at Sensation. Why am i not surprised? Probably 'cos i'm too busy boiling in jealousy. Ask M about the performances. Says Abhishek was silent but Aby Bhai was class. Katrina had a blink-and-miss role kathe. And hey... check this out. The first frame of the movie says something about RGV paying tribute to "The Godfather". Ooooh! I have momentarily devolved into a hot-blooded hungry tiger let loose in a poultry farm. Now I am smiling at these chaps. I ask M if he went to CL this morning at 0900 hr. He moans that he couldn't. Reason - he's been at Sensation from the morning for the 1200 hr show!
Time Check: 1510 hr.

Say good-bye to these guys and make for home. RMT has called and wanted to meet up. Call him home. I log in and try hard not to look at rediff's Sarkar review. Play N and listen to some loud music. RMT and G have dropped in quite soon.
Time Check: 1520 hr

Updates me on the latest positions. His motely crew couldn't get the tickets. They are still trying at Ramakrishna. G can't make it for the first show. His dad is leaving town so he's gotta be at home till 2030 hr. I share my piece of news. The college junta have already seen it. Make that 22 of our college junta. RMT curses himself. For a useless movie like "D" we went on the first day. Now what's stopping us from watching Sarkar? Cruel, cruel fate. Remember S's word about PSD. Give him a message about catching the night show. He  calls back. Says he's at K's place and making for Anand in a while!
Time Check: 1545 hr.

Out of the blue, Ch macha calls up. I remember he was going to leave in a few days to Chennai. Probably a good-bye call. but no... Fuckola! Strike me down and pick me up.. He's just back from Sarkar!!! Said it kicked ass. I tell him to drop in at Basant in 20 min. I end the call. RMT, G and me are still undecided. Now its becoming a matter of pride, prestige and everything that's left of our worthless selves. This movie MUST be watched today. Finally manage to reach J. He's out on the roads somewhere in Koti. Ask him if he's gonna come for the movie. He sounds bewildered and shocked. "Today? Night? Then what about K-Circle??" Oh sweet lord! I couldn't care less for a quizzing club at this moment. I tell him all that's happened till now. Tell him about M. About S. About PSD. Now he's got the picture. Says he'll call once he reaches home. I lock the doors and the three of us shift base to Basant.
Time Check: 1600 hr

RMT is a bit dazed now. G is busy planning his exit route for today night. I can't stop thinking about Sarkar. RMT's been a big RGV fan. Claims "Shiva" to be one of the most ground-breaking movie that any new comer in India could ever make. What action! What dialogues! What songs! "Shiva" single-handedly broke down enough barriers for RGV to make an industry of his own. There is something about cult film-makers that draws the same sort of audiences. Too bad others don't have enough balls as he does. RGV couldn't even care less for India's Star System. He probably thinks its A-Grade toilet paper. RMT and I tell G about RGV's "Walk the Talk" on NDTV. Apparently, the reporter asked RGV whether he'd seen "Black" or not. Our anna replied with so disgusting a frown on his face the reporter was left stammering and tried some random-ass topic to cheer things up! Then we compared NDTV's interview with the one in Metro Plus today. This man could be World Champion if they ever could measure Arrogance. He said stuff like "... and then Abhishek did all those NRI sort of movies that never suited him" and "Amitabh Bachchan is totally under-utilised in movies like Black, Bunty aur Babli ..." !! What an awesome dude! Go RGV ...Go! Go whoop some Bollywood ass!!
Time Check: 1615 hr

J is on the cell. He's lost all his cool now. PSD's at Anand and is standing in line. He's screaming and shouting and telling me to rush to Anand right away. We can still make it for the 1645 show ... he says. I ask him to cool down and make a call to S. I tell him if S is going, then i'll go too. He hangs up. RMT and G are looking straight into me. Sigh!
Time Check: 1617 hr

J calls back again. Told S to rush with his friends from Mehdipatnam to Anand right away. I re-think our strategies. Tell J to call PSD at Sec'bad while i'll call S and confirm again. RMT's just bought another round of cigs.
Time Check: 1618 hr

Call S. The phone ain't working. Try from G's cell too but his cell is put off. J calls back. His tone seems to sound as if something died. Anand is house-full. Uhoh! Did he try S? Yes, but the cell seems to be put off. Low battery? Now if i got the situation right, did J just send S and his friends to a theater 10 km on the other side of town that's already sold out? OUCH!
Time Check: 1619 hr

The beauty of Basant Cafe is that there's always someone you bump into. N and K walk in. Fortunately they were isolated in the swampy airs of Eat Street since morning. They didn't even know Sarkar was to release today. I tell that by 1800 hr, almost 70% of the guys I know have either already watched the movie or watching it as we speak! We change subject and talk about the rest of the college gang. Met K recently but its been quite a while since i talked to N. He's now down with some weird eye disease that makes him look likes he's got conjuctivitis. No wonder his status a few days back said "Eye Spice". Meanwhile G leaves us and says he's got to go home. His cell is with his mom so we make sure he calls us by 2000 hr. RMT, K, N and I barf away to glory about college, girls, silly exams and the eternal quest for more Porn.
Time Check: 1815 hr

RMT and I decide to get move. We better get to Ramakrishna in time for the 2100 hr show. Bid K and N good bye and jokingly assure we'll meet up definetly for next week's friday release. Reach Ramakrishna finally.
Time Check: 1830 hr

Just as we park our bikes in the open grounds, it starts to rain. Swell timing!! We rush to the ticket counter and ask the drunk dude with the stick when the counter will open. Another half hour. As soon as the interval inside is over. We stand huddled with a bunch of Bengali uncles, some Hindi-speaking aunties and lots of dudes with flowery designs on their shirt! J arrives as expected and parks the bike. Joins us in a minute and hands over a packet. Without opening it, he tells me its Tandoori Parcel. I've understood it all now. And my balls...  he was at Koti all day!!!! J stands in the queue grinningly stupidly at our jokes. Suddenly in the rain, we find a figure running across the road to the cig shop. Its V and there's the bunch of juniors behind him. Oh no! How many more, god? How many more?? Make a mental note to myself. This is definite blog-material.
Time Check: 1850 hr

The drunk dude with the stick feels its time the party begins. He pushes everyone into two straight lines. Any one who breaks out gets to hear the choicest of words and smell recently consumed liquor as well. This can be fun if not for my predicament. But before i can think any further, the guy behind me is pushing me ahead and I

Current Mood: Heroic
Current Music: Doors, The - American Prayer

Posted by The Crackednut 11 August 2004, 9:28am

A: Do you ever curse your fate?
B: as in...?
A: Have you ever cursed your fate?
B: Well, sometimes i curse the decisions i make. What about you?
A: I try not cursing my fate. I rather smile at it.

Current Mood: Thoughtful
Current Music: Strunz & Farah

Posted by The Crackednut 07 August 2004, 3:06am

CAUTION:: If you are offended by explicit language, college humour or are a distant relative of mine who knows where i live, then kindly do not proceed below the horizontal line.

 It is amazing the kind of stories one gets to listen with a few friends around. Nothing tops endless cups of chai and cigs in a Hyderabadi cafe with the evening drizzle to keep us indoors. I always love the times when there are jokes and anecdotes to share.

 And the best part is its always a true story at the end. That some guy actually had the temerity to say or do something so silly always has me in splits. The conversation slowly moves from one poor jerk to another till we all run out of gas. After an hour or so, it feels so good to be have been there. All for just Rs. 24 !

 So this one fine evening with loads of work piled up at home, i set off to meet a few good pals. Here are a few jokes i hope i'd not forget soon.

Cell-phone conversations you wished u could have been a part of:-

  • "Hello... Hello... HELLO Nee M**da, emi vinpeeyatle, gattiga matladu!!! .............Oh..**rather sheepishly** "cheppu Daddy"!
  • on dude did this while getting a few missed calls "Badakov... gudda balsinda?? Police Control Room ki missed calls istava? Nee sangati nenu cheptanule. Arre Chinna, number track cheyiraa."
  • "Saar, nenu Warangal ninchi matlathunanu. Stock ready undi. Emi cheyamantaru?"
    "Oh.. o pancheyi. Ventane Hyderabad ki bailderu"
    "Ah... ? Akkadiki vochi....?"
    "Nuvvu vochina taravatha apudu matlandukundam le. Mundu tondarga ra"
  • "Hello, I am Smitha calling from ______. Do you have any questions or queries regarding your network subscription?"
    "Yes, are you married?" !!!
  • One really bored student wants to know the course fees regarding a particular college.
    "Hello. What are the fees?.. aha .. ok.. how many students do you have? aha.. .ok... How many per class?... aha... Yes, one more question saar. How many girls per class?" !!!!
  • The guy who asked that "Are you married?" question improvises the next time the Customer Service Care ppl called.
    "Hello, I am Shailaja calling from ______. Do you have any questions or queries regarding your network subscription?"
    "Yes, are you married?"
    "Sorry.. i did not get you"
    "Yes, are you married?"
    "Arre L**j*m****a!!! English lo adikite ardhamkale? Se*l*m viriginda??"
  • One dude is trying his best to evade a certain guy S___'s call. First time S___ calls our boy responds
    "This phone is temporarily out of order. Please call after a few min. **sings the Reliance Jingle** Karlo duniya muthi me...". Second time S___ tries again and our fellow responds similarly. "This phone is temporarily out of order. Please call after a few min. **sings the Reliance Jingle** Karlo duniya muthi me..."
    Third time S___ calls again and ...
    "Arre Ch****e! Eni saarlu chepalra??? This phone is temporarily out of order. Please call after a few min. **Karlo duniya muthi me...**!!!!
  •  Not a phone call but another tongue of slip from a friend's friend.... His mother was trying to wake this fellow for college. "Naina le ra. College ki time ayipoyindi." No response. "Le babu". No response. "P_____ LEMANTUNTE!!!!!"
    "ABBA! po Mummy... asale m***a chiraak d**guthondi!!!"
  • On that note, this witty guy needed a good excuse to leave mid-class. And what does he come up with?
    "Sir, please Sir... Picha aakali d**guthondi saar!"

And to cap it all for the evening, one dude who has been silent all along blurts out. "Hey, i can't talk all nonsense b'cos on my cellphone its always the ppl i know who call me!"

Guess i'll update this section soon. ;)

Current Music: Just saw that JC Chasez Video. Nice!

Posted by The Crackednut 26 July 2004, 3:51am

I took three good minutes to decide in which of my two (rusting) blogs do i add this post. Finally, I just stuck to the reason why "Moments Forgotten" was created in the first place. I inferred that an hour of high-decibeled talk with my Dad shouldn't be forgotten so fast.

Began while i was having some really harmless talk with my mom. Harmless, as in, updating her on the latest gossip amongst my friends or trying to teach her how to change the cell-phone settings. Stuff that could do anything but lead to acads or college. That's a tried and tested strategy. Never failed me while small-talking to elders. And it's not misleading either. You are just trying to tactfully divert a discussion away from the more uncomfortable topics. And the bonding always helps.

This is as long as my Dad walks in. He's too smart for all this banter. Heck! He probably tried the same stuff on HIS folks too. He gets into the room and the Tension-o-Meter starts moving to the "Danger" level. Yup! It's written all over his face. He wants to be a part of the discussion too!! To top it, my mom's just turned the TV off. Yipes... its a no-way-out situation here. I am doomed to talk with my Dad now. Why? GOD? WHY???

With all due respect and reverence to my old man, i'm not cursing anyone here! I love my parents far too much to go about carrying tales on the net. Furthermore, it's a pretty obvious fact that I wouldn't be around here if it were not for them. :D But i always hate the part where i have to look at the floor while they're deliver their sermons. Its a pretty lop-sided debate there. If I was to open my mouth it'd be my "OVER CONFIDENCE" and my "EGO" on the Cross. If that same mouth were to be zipped, it would be my "DUMB" and "ALOOF" nature to face the firing range. In any case, it is pure death that i face. Oh poor twisted me!

The signs on that fateful Sunday nite said the same thing. The bedroom light still on. The fan slowly humming. The dog relaxing. Mom relaxing. Dad gazing at the cieling. Me in the middle of a sentence that practically made no sense at all. It didn't matter though. He cut me off right there.

In order to spare myself the pain of reading the crass Telugu i know, i'm translating most of the part into Blog Language.

"So... inka entra?"

"Nothing much..."

"Arre... everytime the same answer? What did u do in college last week?"

"Well... nothing much. We had ..."

"Aaah... again! Why don't you ever give me some other answer?"

Yeah right... and why don't you ever ask me anything else???

"Well.. we had a seminar about a course on Embedded Systems on Wednesday where they talked about how it was going to help us and all"

"Yes.. yes.. you told me about that! It's an expensive course. You have to be quite dedicated to opt for it."

eh? me and opting for an EXTRA course? How'd he ever get THAT idea??

"And that's one of the big problem with you. You are never dedicated in what you do. Always leaving everything incomplete. I have hardly seen you ever finishing any work you take up."

Aaargghh... Yes!! Yes!! I know! I know... That's #56 in the past one month!

"In any case, do what you want!"

Aah! yes.. a retreat. The enemy has lowered their weapons. For a side that by a thumb-rule should remain on the defense, the best option is to lift the socks and make a run for it. But for a sudden rush of blood and bad Vaastu, I HAD to open my mouth.

"What do you mean 'do what i want'? I'm not loitering on the roads,am i? I'm trying to do a lot of creative stuff over here. So what if it is not related to the curriculum. Shouldn't you encourage me for doing something i like?"

Dumb! Dumb! DUMB!!!!!!

"Eh? Emannavu?"

"Well... nothing!"

"Chepura... I won't tell anything. You know i'm always approachable"

You know why they say cigs and alcohol are bad for the body. 'cos you end up using all the wrong words at all the right times.

"Well, i am doing quite some stuff. That is why i'm not even getting enough sleep these days. I am... "

"Nee bondaa! This is exactly the problem with you... "

And the rest of the discussion goes on for another rough hour and is rather monologue in nature, interspersed with a few "Well... nothing"s and "Uhm.. I never said that" from my side. But its a losing battle you see. For all the communication skills and GRE words i develop at the coaching classes, nothing ever seems to pay off in front of the Big Man. So the topic jumps from

  • Acads,
  • Marks,
  • Labs, Lab Attendants,
  • Backlogs,
  • Interviews,
  • Job,
  • Money, Perfection,  
  • The Brahmin Community,
  • Success in life
  • Weak Mentality,
  • Over confidence, Head strong Attitude
  • Laziness, ability to leave all works incomplete
  • a lot of shouts and screams from both sides
  • and for some strange reason Communism and Naxalites finds their way too

By then, our next-door neighbour probably got bored and switched off his light. That's when we realised it was nearing midnight here as well. That didn't stop Dad though.  And we go on and on...

Mom in the meanwhile has slowly slipped away. That leaves me quite unarmed. Normally i look for sympathy and pity from atleast some direction when in pain. But now i was pretty much left without any backup plans. To make things worse for me, my brother plays the distraught child card and goes back to sleep. All that shouting and screaming makes him very nervous ... and sleepy!!

The debate could continue endlessly. But he gets tired as much as i do of it. This is certainly not the first time we've had such a showdown. But every time both of us forget a very small detail. For all i'm worth, I'm quarelling with my Dad. And for all he's worth, he's quarelling with his Son. Absolutely no headway anywhere. I know i'm wrong in not following his orders and doing as i please. I plead guilty on that count. But i do have my own reasons for doing so. These however are all sub judice. The court shall not bother what the reasons are. Either the job has been done or it hasn't. The court cannot help if the accused is trying to argue on different grounds. I return with a sulking face and put the light off as i leave the room.

Discussion is always a major criteria in fostering a relationship. Listening to the other side is as important as trying to defend yourself. I always feel sad that i never get to make my point while having such a discussion. Sadder still i've never got to talk to my dad about anything else. It is usually this scene enacted endlessly or jus plain silence.

I try not worrying too much about all this. It's probably the genes. Or its just the age. Or its the bad day he's had. Or probably he's completely right and i'm hopelessly wrong. Whatever the "truth" may be, i try listening to all the shit everyone has to offer me. I choose the best, keep it aside, repackage it and store it in my blog.

**Deep breath**

'cos such moments always seem sweeter in retrospect!!!!

Current Mood: Feeling Better
Current Music: Cheli - Manohara

Posted by The Crackednut 24 June 2004, 10:24am

And one method of hitch-hiking my way to stardom is by mentioning the Greats of Our Times. Here's to Freddie Mercury and the Fat Bottom Girls on

Also Aloque's big fat ass bumps its way in for a special but(t) rather "masked" appearance.


Hope this does the trick ;-) !

Current Mood: Grand
Current Music: Queen - Sail Away Sweet Sister

Posted by The Crackednut 24 June 2004, 9:59am

Here's more on Golden Moments:-

  • Driving home with Dad while listening to Hemant Kumar's Greatest Hits. Dad goes on about the number of times he's seen "Jewel Thief", "Pukar" and the likes at all the sundry Talkies in this town for less than 2 rupees. Nostalgia always tastes sweeter as the years pass by.
  • God bless SS MUSIC! God give them strength and determination not to sell themselves away! God give them resources to provide better music! God give them money to sutain themselves and all the workers! God give them a clut status! and finally...  God give them power to "Stick it to the Man" !
  • how i love sleeping... and how i love sleeping after a heavy meal. And how i love drinking a cup of tea and a small fag after waking up. Just pure paradise to drink the typical Irani Chai at the local "Kayf".
  • under-rated blogs. All of you go and read GG's amazingly funny posts on (I'm hoping to follow it up on my other blog sometime soon). Then there's Nuerotron( and JLU ( for their views. Keep up the blogging mates!

Current Mood: Happy
Current Music: BBC Radio 6

Posted by The Crackednut 23 June 2004, 10:36am

So behold the first entry into my weblog.

  • Singing the lyrics of "Yuva" as your sibling howls South Park songs in your ear.
  • Escaping a senile old women whose throwing stones while you were harmlessly smoking cigarettes with your friends in the middle of the night.
  • Discussing whether Bheeshma was actual a good guy or a completely hopeless bugger over endless cups of chai and Classic Milds.
  • Two guys on a bike talking how para-normal occurances influence those around us. Both shouting to be heard above the wind blowing in the ears, much to the surprise of nearby commuters.


Current Mood: Grand
Current Music: Junoon - Azaadi

Posted by The Crackednut 23 June 2004, 10:04am
Hello World. This blog of mine shall be an attempt to yet again record all those moments in life worth a million dollars, but fail to re-appear. Those times that make us feel alive, but sadly are never around when we need them to remind us the most. So in times of despair and lifelessness i would love to read these entries and cherish the sights and sounds around me.

Current Mood: Thoughtful
Current Music: Ennio Morricone - Dialogues with the Indian

Posted by The Crackednut 23 June 2004, 8:33am

While walking home on a windy evening, here's a scene worth recounting:

"Kid wants to buy 8 lt of milk for some unkown reason from a small, dingy diary shop located in a swank business neighbourhood.  Shopkeeper is obviously thrilled over such a deal. Kid takes the 16 packets in two different "plastic covers". Pays his good man and is about to leave. Remembers that silly "plastic cover" ain't gonna hold all the weight. Asks the Man for two more "covers". Man cringes and exclaims the loss of his 8 anna for those "covers". Perplexed Kid retorts and asks Man "Why such a stingy approach when u living in such a posh area?". Man looks up and hands the covers. Before Kid leaves, Man looks up and says, "Over here, everyone knows the importance of a single paisa spent". Kid moves back slowly. Re-learns the first lesson in commerce from the roadside vendor. "

Current Mood: Thoughtful
Current Music: Stone Temple Pilots - Interstate Love Song