Monday, August 17, 2009

In the name of holy Samosa........

hi darlings & darlangs (word coined post 377 verdict!)

I have often had problem in comprehending the meaning of words starting with mug shaped, non-consonent, relationship oriented letter 'U'. As the bad luck would have it, this time i got stuck with a bachcha bachcha knows the meanining sort of word- ULTIMATE.

After using this word day in & day out for 24 years of my life (oops! I told my age. my natraj plasto eraser is not erasing it, sm1 plz hlp) its such a maddening, sickening , killing feeling to forget its meaning(only Ghajini hit Amir can understand). Someone said consult Dictionary, I thought why bother a firangi lady who might have come to India for sight seeing or spiritual awakening or s@#, so on & so forth........

Anyways, all you sight seeing freaks, lemme tell ya, this Pantnagar (holy city of umpteen number of samosa shrines) is one 'must see once' place before you die, or, making it less horrifying, till you are healthy, happy and gay (no no sm1 plz erase this last one also). Shakespeare once said "if there is paradise on earth: its in PBW, its in PBW, its in PBW (indian railways shortie for Pantnagar)" ; place where Lord Rama, Lord Krishna & Lord Jesus were born; place where Shahjahan built the Great Pyramids; place where Madam Curie was crowned Miss World; place where Henry Ford sold Lizzat papad and so much more.(see how people have worked overtime to distort history & discredit PBW of all her glorious past). Still do come once. Mughals used all their might to take it to Agra; Brits tried tan, man, dhan & gun to take it to Kolkata but Phattu ke samose are still very much here.

I reached Bodh Gaya, set up samadhi under Lord Buddha's Banyan tree. January-nah no gyan, February- no gyan, March-nah, April- ah, May- oui ma, June-bhukh, July- BHOOOOOOKH!! To hell with the gyan. Ran back to PBW...hmph hmph hmph...reached Phattu's shop, bought one mouth watering, mind boggling, more importantly life saving dearest SAMOSA & gulp gulp gudup.... down it went....& suddenly TING - dimag ki ghanti baji- Ultimate means Phattu ka Samosa.

But then someone asked "have you heard of Ultra ultimate???". I said "Oh god, what's that????". God said " Son of a....... I am with Sarah Palin right now. Find out yourself Pappu". I thought this time i would set samadhi atop Qutab Minar to be nearer to god incase he decides to send some sms. I ordered 2 more of those palate tickling delicacies before starting for Delhi. Gulp gulp gulp gulp gudup gudup.....down they went.....& suddenly TING TING - dimag ki ghanti 2 baar baji- Ultra ultimate means Phattu ke 2 Samose.
God said "Pappu paas ho gaya".