wanna frandship

A peek into the mind of a frandship seeker:

Waau! What hote photu it is her! Look as shilpa shetty. She will beutifull in real life too, sure sure. I will scrap her and want frandship of her.

Hot_ramesh: hi monica nice name......
sounds very pleasure.....
may I be frand for you?

(clicks on one of monica’s friends who had put up madhuri dixit’s pic)

Waaaaau! Sexy monica has sweet look frand! If monica no shows interest, I make frandship with priya!

Hot_ramesh: may i be chat with u

(Suddenly Ramesh spies competition. And a strong one at that. He sees the following scrap competing alongside his eloquent query: )

Raja: hi priya .im raja from kolkata. want to make a frndship with u. if u agree then reply me.

(This is no time for half measures. He digs deep into his art collection and digs out this gem, and scraps it to the unsuspecting Priya.)

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Now Raja, from Kolkata, the land uich gabe baarth to saach(which gave birth to such - for those rustics who don’t know the propaar pronunciation of these uaards) heroes of the maathaarland like Shaami Bibekaanondo and Netaji Shubhash Chaundro Bose, isn’t one to take such a direct challenge lying down. He counter-attacks with this heart melting message to the much wooed Priya.

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I’ll now make a seemingly unrelated statement. I loved J.P. Dutta’s L.O.C. Kargil. Those who watched it (or think they watched it, as most of the audience was half asleep during the movie), would remember that as the preparations for an attack on a mountain peak were about to reach a climax and the soldiers were on the verge of mounting a daring assault (and some in the audience half opened their eyes to see whether the credits had started or not), the scene used to cut to a couple on their suhaag raat bed about to do naughty-naughty when the doorbell rang and Major Sunte-Ho! (who, like most Indians, was a virgin till his arranged marriage and was about to have his first visual confirmation of all that he had seen in movies like ‘Sharaabi Raatein’ and ‘Mastaani Hai Jawaani’) was summoned to the frontier.

Similarly, I’ll also move away from this absorbing battle and focus on a certain Mr. Oberoi. Mr. Oberoi had recently hit the proverbial Yahoo Messenger Jackpot. For the uninitiated, its when you meet the woman of your dreams on yahoo messenger and both (and this is the most important part – BOTH) of you fall for each other. Yes, Mr. Oberoi had struck gold. For weeks they discussed everything under the sun, and things got so mushy that their friends who were single, started avoiding them like the plague.

Then it happened. Ms. Rai, the to-be Mrs. Oberoi (hey! There’s one hell of a coincidence! Reminds u of Aishwarya and Vivek, doesn’t it?) got an invitation to join orkut. She joined, and the first name she searched for was Mr. Oberoi’s. She went to his scrapbook, and her jaw dropped. She was too stunned to speak. So all this time….. “What a sick mind! Why did he do this to me?’

A few days later, as they were both celebrities (ok ok, I know the chances of this are too miniscule but who gave u the idea that this is a true story?) the news of their breakup hit the newspapers.

The headline in the Daily Noon was:

“Sundarya Rai breaks up with Priya Ranjan Oberoi”

Yes, that was his name. Priya. And he was a big fan of Madhuri Dixit.