Guys, forgive me I could not resist.😛😆
"Las Mumbai" - India's Own Las Vegas??
November 12, 2010 – Las Vegas, LA
Vegas is terrified. Seems the glory and exposure of the Commonwealth Games has further bolstered the entrepreneurship and showmanship of a nation emerging on the world stage as the major player of tomorrow.
Inspired, by the latest in a series of twists and turns in Top of the Charts soap saga called Pavitra Rishta, a recently formed consortium is planning to unveil India's Own Las Vegas in grandiose fashion. Gambling is illegal so India's version will focus on other "Vegas" attractions like drive by marriages, concerts, magic shows and entertainment.
An ad campaign for the "drive by marriage" attraction is in the works. The tagline for the theme reads "Ek Naya Andaz – No Mangani – Just Bhiyaa". The consortium is reportedly thrilled at the catchy tag phrase.
At franchised drive-by marriage locations, interested girls will be allowed to drive-around the ceremony facility in open top convertibles while the eligible bachelors will be given sindoor to "wed" the brides and seal the deals. The package includes celebratory balloons, a complimentary bottle of ginger laced ghana juice, a box of pav bhaji and of course a big banner which will read "Just Married - Ek Naya Andaz – No Mangani – Just Bhiyaa".
Never to be out done, Vegas has planned an offensive manoeuvre. Wedding chapels who currently offered Elvis themed marriages will not adopt an option similar to the Indian version. Interested girls will be allowed to drive-around the ceremony facility in open top convertibles while the eligible bachelors will be given wedding rings to "wed" the brides and seal the deals.
Let the games begin. Three Cheers for Creative Entrepreneurship and the New Era of Matrimony.
Editorial (a.k.a Hope's Hopeless Ramblings)
ArMan's Suhaana Safar Continues.................
Today ArMan continued the next stage of their Bankrupt Bliss Fest. First the karanajkar terminus rejected them, then the Deshmukh Dharmshala dejected them, but you know what they say, third time's the charm.
The third time was the most awesome scene I saw on their post-sindoor suhaana safar. The fatichaar Fakir and Fakira were being shooed out when Ajit, their hamdaard offered them shelter. What does our Fatichaar Fakir do? He rejected the offer😲😲. What did I say third time's the charm😆. His rejection was so classic I could not stop laughing😆.
Ajit: let me take you home Fatichaar Fakir and Fakira
Manav: No Hamesha Hamdard, we cannot possibly accept.
Ajit: Why not? (genuinely puzzled like a normal human being)
Manav: Well I did not want to say this but as you insist and I really cannot be mean to my Hamesha Hamdard. Uhhhhhhhh you kinda live in a studio apartment style slum and Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I kinda live in a 2 bedroom hall kitchen apartment style chawl and basically dude you'd be like seriously cramping my style. I mean dude think about it. I got the babe, I plan on that which shall not be named and how do you think I'm going to fare tonight if I have to share a bunk bed in your 10 X10 eh? Not so good eh? See, I did not want to say this but you had to insist my Hamesha Hamdard
Ajit: (incredulously) OK Fatichaar Fakir you are a confirmed goner. Let me appeal to Fatichaar Fakira. Fatichaar Fakira, you must let me help. If you can accept my ride to the brothel surely you can accept my humble offer of shelter.
Archu: Hamessha Hamdard, listen dude, this philantrophic avatar is way creepier than your SCAM avatar. Can you just let us go in peace and not insist?
Manav: Don't worry dude. I got lots of homies. One of them must have something better than your slum room. And if I find out that all of them are losers like you then of course I will always come to you as my first choice among losers. Never you fear.
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Damo the unemployed and totally dependent spouse has decided to be charitable and sacrifice his happy future with Fatichaar Fakir and Fakira to stay in a comfortable apartment with his wife and keep her company. Oh the kindness of his actions has left me speechless. Isn't it ironic – he was comfortable with his wife living solo on the streets (as he indicated yesterday) but he feels that her loneliness within the protective shelter of four sturdy walls may be overwhelming and destructive for her. Heh????????????? Sorry I think after getting a dose of that logic I need to take a shot of whatever he is drinking.
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So the Suhaana Safar starts with the appetizer of their parting poison, Pav Bhaji. Then the main course, a dish of confession, "Boo Hoo. I got no homies. (uhhhh, what happened to homie Tarun???????) I cannot lie. In my zest to make a Grand Exit, I put both my big feet in my mouth." "Oh, that's ok my love, you are such a loser that when I decided to run away with you I was prepared to live Stone Age style – like literally on the stone footpath – see how well I know you", she said tears of hungry love shining her eyes. (Guys, pun was TOTALLY intended.) "OMG, are you kidding me, if I knew you expected to sleep on the stone footpath I would have never rejected the slum room. Babe, you're killing my groove."
So it seems that Fatichaar Fakir needs a full day of solar energy to power his LED brain cells. The sun went down and the brains start working. "What kind of a husband am I?" Dude, we must be having a mind melt or something because I was thinking the EXACT SAME THING. Wow, this is freaky.
So apparently, she has gone from being his love to the bane of his existence to his muse. Wow, she is the gift that keeps on giving.
So the landlord community must adopt Manav as the tenant poster child. A non-refundable deposit without receipt. Wow, and all I can say is "aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah" in my bessuri awaaz. Jiyo Buddhuram Jiyo. More Landlords need tenants like you whose brains are firing on only one cylinder.
Guys, I am very fearful right now. I think the non-refundable deposit has disappeared and I think that Archana has been taken for a visit to the Kidney Farm. I hope not but such is the reality of Mumbai.
Anyways, we must stop this Suhaana Safar till tomorrow
Hope
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