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Saturday, June 26, 2010

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Deed as a DODO

Disclaimer: This post is off the track - like the chain reaction of randomness...

There are a few things, I should have learned from others but I didn't e.g. devil may care attitude from Govinda's dressing sense and sex nirvana from Swami Nityanand. These are missed opportunities. Lately, I have decided to be more sensitive and pick up inspiration from the surroundings wherever possible. One such inspiring personality is DODO. Double "DO" doesn't mean he does a lot. Now, why is he called Dodo? - I will leave it your imagination. Dodo - used to be a flightless bird and considered extinct in its feather avatar. It also used to be part of a fascinating term "dead as a dodo", before it was over used by one Mr. I-can't-shut-my-hole Sidhu for cricket commentary. Wiki mentions it as a Biblical name possibly meaning beloved whereas;  answers.com attributes it to someone who is out of date.
Dodo has all the aspirations for a good life and probably has a taste for it too. But, don't make the mistake of him being in the same league as Mr. I-have-got-money-Mallaya. He is a Jabber-walky alright! but not  as much of a loud mouth as the liquor baron. Our Dodo is a mellowed - a more feminine version of the king of good times, a lazier arse - prolly a hippo. Sitting in the back of his car and turning the pages of the newspaper, I realize he has muttered some 3 more cars he wants to own. He already has a car and I have none. While people go on rambling about the cars they see all around - I can barely identify a pony. I was sure, so much of car talk will make me shit little hot wheels next morning. Do you recall a commercial where Kareena smashes your brains with the constant jabber? I think it was an Airtel ad. Well! (if Dodo doesn't mind) - at times he is a chatterbox like her. Having said all that, Dodo is a nice guy and you don't mind the ramble. Once a while you could fuck around with him, "Dodo! Did you think Raveena was hot in that wet yellow saree in Tip Tip Barsa Paani". He looks at me and sayz, "despo!". I say, "lol!".
The other day he mooned over which watch should he buy - Fossil, Swatch and .. so on. The bare wrist of mine smiled at me - while I ignored Dodo's moaning. There are other things which give him orgasm - like the luxury resorts they show in "Travel and Living". I think once or twice I switched on to watch that channel on TV was when I was prolly sleepwalking or was doped to insanity. Most likely, Dodo would have been a more appropriate name for me than anyone else.

If ever I have some money to spend and I have trouble deciding what to do. I would pick Dodo's list of endless things to do b4 you die (read marry). That'll be a no-brainer. But till then, the thing that satisfies me is home cook food and ride back home from office in Dodo's car. For the record - Dodo is a gr8 cook and a sad pilot. 

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