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Human ingenuity hits a peak when there is a scarcity of water. I guess that's what makes Bangaloreans such skillful and clever people. Though I'm used to water scarcity by now, the situation becomes so desperate sometimes that we have to invent desperate measures.

I had seen how Prateek & Sittu would brush their teeth without water (!) or wash clothes with only a limited amount. Innovation at its exemplary best. The situation in JP Nagar is no better. We cooked chicken with no supply of water and had to use whatever little we had in stock. Adding to our misery was Santosh's improvident way of expending water, as if he owned the Indian Ocean!

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Vivek said…
Shift to BTM/Koramangla. Closer to your office & absolutely no water problem.
Vivek said…
I guess 17k for a cell & 7.5k for a CD player are cheap then.
Deepanjan said…
Nope! But the material gain isn't ephemeral.
Anonymous said…
BTW , what happened to santosh Interview...
Anonymous said…
Arey Rakesh mumbai me kya chal raha hai...
Deepanjan said…
Raka, keep us posted on what u TCS guys are doing.
Anonymous said…
It is better to learn about life, the hard way, for else, unlearning is always easy and can be accomplished eventually.
Life in Mumbai, at best, can be called chilled. It allows a plethora of humanity being sexed without any inhibition. And that seems to be the universal thirst.
saurabh said…
Annnnd he is back. Guess Deepu and Sam has some competetion in terms of using heavy words and heavier fundas
Deepanjan said…
Heavy words? Buddy, I've conspicuously refrained from using them in my blog after hearing a lot of people grouse. However, they are not always avoidable.

Ankur, nice to hear from u; although my head is still reeling under the influence of the import of your words!
Anonymous said…
Hey, I missed all the fun yesterday. And guys, you are all mistaken. This ain't Ankur Mitra and his use of heavy words.
It is OINKur Mitra and his OINKing.
Vivek said…
Good 1 Sam :-) & welcome back Ankur.
Deepanjan said…
Sameera, my detractor! Where have u been? A lot has transpired in the past few days & I now feel intellectually amputated.
My blog has landed me in serious trouble. To make matters worse, Santosh constantly gripes about the lacerations my posts have inflicted on him.
saurabh said…
Thanks to Antony Lewis & Princeton University for WORDWEB.

And sam & Deepu, the self-proclaimed "i am different and open-minded" atheists, download and read the PDF "God's Debris" by Scott Adams from this link for some interesting view on GOD:
http://www.andrewsmcmeel.com/godsdebris/
Its a small book and wont take much of ur time.
Anonymous said…
Check out his fun website: - Dr. No .

Man, I can't spend a lot of time here now. Work beckons and does that increasingly vehemently with every passing day. I left office today at 00:30 AM and was back here to toil at 8:30 AM.

I gave the CAT yesterday. It was O.K. considering the fact that I had just taken a flip-stick with me while I ought to have taken a rocket launcher along i.e. I had gone there completely blank with 0 hrs of studying for it. No chance of getting admission anywhere.

That's all from me. Bye!!!
Anonymous said…
By the way Deep, don't mention Santosh on your blog if he doesn't like it. He is bound to be a bit edgy considering the circumstances and you aren't exactly revealing anything one would enjoy being told about him.
Deepanjan said…
Point taken, Sam! But I deem my posts fairly innocuous. Perhaps I draw the line too far. I'll try to be more conservative, though it'll surely stifle my free-flowing style.
Anonymous said…
Yup Deep....better do that....for touching the naked vein is never orgasmic.
By the way Sam, that was a good one and did you bell the cat?
Anonymous said…
Sorry guys, this time I was mistaken. This ain't Ankur Mitra or OINKur Mitra.
This is Horny Mitra and his sleazy talk.

BTW, I did not bell the CAT. Infact, I came pretty close to being mauled by the it.
Anonymous said…
Hey, what was sleazy about it???Why do we always have to categorise words as per the standard dictionary? Can't we have a normal deviation !!! Can't we try to contribute to it, rather than just eating it?
Deepanjan said…
Ankur is the perfect antidote for Sameer!

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