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Nandinism has been induced in Urban Dictionary. Have sent in a few of my own words, and some have been published, others not.
Have a read, and see if you like them, identify with them, disapprove of them or find them entertaining………….

Excitoning - While talking on the phone, getting the tone of your voice to sound excited when the person you are talking to is narrating something interesting in his or her life.
(Published)
Example -
A; Do you realize you were on the phone for the last half hour
B: Yeah, my son was talking about his football match and I was excitoning wih him.

Staretch - A long stare, seeming to stretch on and on.
(Not published)
Example –
Jenny: Why do you have a frown on your face?
Alice: Look at the bloke in the next cubicle, he has been looking at me for the last 5 minutes, without even blinking.
Jenny: Ohh thats Roger, he's famous in the office for staretching at new people.

Coffee h2h - Having a heart to heart (h2h) conversation with your colleague during a coffee break, while at work.
(Published)
Example -
A: "Susan, where have you been? The boss has been calling you"
Susan: "I was having a Coffee h2h with B"
A: "Huh?"
Susan: "Ohh a heart to heart conversation during the coffee break"

St In T - Means "stuck in Traffic"
(Not published)
Example -
A: "Hello, where are you? Been waiting for quite a while now"
B: "I am StInT"
A" "What?"
B: "Ohh I am stuck in traffic"

Wow Woo Vow - Getting enamored (Wow), Wooing the person and getting married (Vow) n a jiffy. A whirlwind romance culminating in marriage in a very short time.
(Published)
Example -
A: "I got Jack and Jill's wedding card. Didnt know they were going around."
B: "Its a case of Wow Woo Vow. She wowed him during the Halloween party, he wooed her all through Thanksgiving, and now they will take the Vow by Christmas."

Dragonire - Extremely angry. So angry that smoke seems to be bellowing out of his/her nostrils (like a dragon)
(Not published)
Example -
Me: "Hello. Sis, I broke Mom's favourite vase. Has she discovered it? Is it safe to come home now?"
Sis: "You better stay out real late. Mom's seen it and is now in a state of dragonire"

Coffee Gulush - Having your morning coffee while on the fly. Just gulp the coffee and rush out.
(Not published)
Example – My wife makes the perfect coffee gulush in the morning. The coffee temperature and quantity is just right. I rush out of the bedroom, gulp the coffee and rush out to catch the 7.10 bus

Recession

I knew recession was all around us when I was informed that the light at the end of the tunnel was being switched off…. My guardian angel told me this. She also wanted to shift in with me for a while, since recession ensured that “good luck” had become scarce, and heaven couldn’t afford to accommodate the “good luck” carriers.
I figured since she’d helped me in the past, I wouldn’t let my sense of gratitude be victimized by the big R. And even though it meant that both of us would have to tighten our belts, it was OK……With the R haze all around, I had considerably lessened the cake, ice cream, cheese and mushrooms, chocolate mouse and adopted the bread, milk, potato and cabbage routine. My paunch was flattening out – the belt tightening was but natural.
The other day I went to see this blue blooded friend of mine, since she had just delivered a baby. I was shocked to see a white metal spoon in the baby’s mouth instead of a silver spoon. Ohh gee, I tell you, what recession can do.

But this one takes the cake (oops should it read as bread???) –
During our weekly departmental meeting with the boss, he started in his usual fiery style by announcing “The company needs change”
“Pathetic” I thought, as I emptied out my pockets and placed on the table the few coins I had. The company was paying us peanuts, and to top it all they wanted our coins.
The glare my boss gave literally scorched me. Well, well looks like the boss’s mean streak had not diminished due to recession.
I guess some things never change even when R is on prowl. Sigh !!!!

Shoed Away

Akash was working hard on being successful at the family business. Politics was the “family business”.
His grandparents had to wear khadi, look like one of the masses, and ensure they went to jail during the freedom struggle….and viola they had it made. His parents too had to be seen in the typical politician attire, talk a bit about scientific progression of our country(like computers and ATMs being available to all) to get in the modern feel for the vast majority of rural masses, and they had it made. However, in this day & age, being a politician and maintaining a smart image was a tough thing to do. Akash had to take a public stand on some matters which the youth (and this class was a very smart class) believed in. He had to look smart – just khadi & topi wouldn’t do, he had to speak smart, be tech savy.

His big test (elections) was a month away, and he’d enrolled himself for most of the classes a successful politician would. Shastriji came to teach him chaste Hindi – often different dialects. The speech writer got him up to speed with the latest happenings. A techie wizard kept Akash knowledgeable about the latest gizmos. A style guru, and a yoga instructor took care of his image, diet, posture and what not.
All was being taken care of.

However a new scenario has emerged now…….the shoe scene. Akash had to be “shoed” to make news and get noticed. After Bush & Chidambaram, any politician worth his salt needed to be pelted, atleast once, with a shoe. Then and only then was he considered a pucca politician with a strong stand on a controversial issue.
The shoe dodge project became Akash’s mother’s mission. A plot was hatched……
Step 1 was getting Akash to have a controversial speech. His mother found an issue and semi wrote the speech. It was all about anti reservations for students
Step 2 involved getting the correct “thrower”. After careful sorting through likely candidates, the gardener’s son was chosen. He was to appear as a college student who believed strongly on reservations for backward classes.
Step 3 was getting the venue for delivering the speech. Couple of “meaningful” telephone calls from Akash’s mother’s office and one of the private universities called Akash to deliver the speech in its hallowed portals. The students of the college were inundated with advertisements about Akash’s speech, and lectured on how important it was to attend .
Step 4 was to enact the entire drama. So each morning Akash stood at the make shift podium in his garden. The gardener’s son was placed at a correct distance and angle. And the correct timing for the shoe attack was drawn up. For a week the thrower practiced the length & force of his throw. Such was the zeal, and so rigorous was the training, even an Aussie pacer would be put to shame. Akash learnt to duck the shoe with much more agility than say a Ganguly would show against a rising delivery.

Soon the all important day dawned. The garderner’s son was given a light, fashionable looking sterilized shoe. Akash was dressed up in smart casuals, and turned on his entire charm with the college students. Before the speech he joked and laughed with them. The scene was set perfectly. Akash started the speech with all earnest, the tempo built up. He could see most of the crowd agreeing with him. It was going great guns. He even risked a look at his speech writer, and got a warm smile and a thumbs up in response. Akash’s confidence was at a all time high. He was nearing the famous line after which he would have to duck. He’d arched up his body and was almost swaying on his toes while uttering the famous line. But wait, whats was going on – he had completed the line, but o object came flying at him.
Akash paused, and for effect repeated his earlier line. Still nothing. He again paused and actually took a sip from the glass of water placed before him. Nothing happened. Akash started to sweat, his sulk came on. He no longer cared for the speech……something was wrong. Why didn’t the shoe came hurtling at him. Why on earth was his “make him famous speech” not happening the way he wanted it to. Morosely Akash continued his speech. He barely heard the students, and stormed out of the room after finishing. His plan had literally been shoed away.
Once in his car, he rang up the entire team and demanded an explanation about the non incident. He needed to know where the gardener’s son was and why the shoe wasn’t hurled. People scurried about trying to trace the culprit, and the reason of his absence.

After a couple of hours the gardener’s son was traced and hauled up in front of a furious Akash and his stony mother. The poor chap managed to blabber out that when he was presented the swanky sterilized shoe, he fell in love with it so much that parting with it seemed a crime. He decided to use his old shoe, the one with which he had practiced. However Akash’s security team would just not allow him to carry the old tattered shoe. And so the plan had to be skittled.

Akash didn’t utter anything. His plan had been shoed out, but he thought that he had learnt an important lesson…….the needy junta needed to get their miniscule need fulfilled to enable him to get into bigger shoes.

I'm tied up on Val Day

“Whatcha doing this Valentine’s Day?”…..this is the annual question I get asked by most & sundry near about 14th Feb.
Well this year my response is probably one of the whackiest I can give “Nothing much – I’m getting married” And as I stand back & get a kick out of the questioner’s reaction, the devil in me laconically smirks & reminds me “Princess nice to see you enjoying their reaction – but are you sure the ultimate joke is not on you” !!!!!! :)

Pffff ……why oh why is the devil in me usually so true. As I stand on the brink of changing from single to better half, there are a zillion thoughts, which run, gallop & do the salsa in my mind.
For one – why does “single” have such a nice jingle to it…and why does being married reduce you to half (albeit a better one). Uhhh ok, I’ve heard umpteen marriage jokes from the same set of “most & sundry”…and have figured out that the other sex would mumble “atleast you fancy yourself as a half, we usually are finished when we get married !!!”
Hehehehe…..with my future based on such juxtaposes, and many other concepts, this Valentine Day tryst seems one hell of a roller coaster ride.

Some of the concepts read like –
The Friends in law Concept – you know, this concept of his friends feeling that I’ve got a lucky break & my friends thinking similar of him. I get a boost seeing how my friends feel that I’m way too better for any man on earth, and the to be spouse is constantly judged in that light & attempted to be educated accordingly. …….But then I suddenly realize, so is the same for the opposite camp….after all according to them, I’m shades paler to their friend.
Friends will after all be friends :-))

The Pati, patni aur woh Concept – aha…the mysterious “woh”…In our case it translates into pati, patni aur Wo(h)rk………..yup “Work” – the one responsible for taking up most of our attention & time. Until we realize that conscious effort is needed to ward of the charms of seductor/seductress called work.

The We are the Universe Concept – Ok, I’ve heard this Men are from Mars & Women from Venus thingy from time immemorial…..and all of it seems so easy & the perfect explanation for all that cannot be explained when Martians & Venus residents interact…..But then sudden bursts of soul speak remind me that at the end of it both Mars & Venus belong to the same solar system. So some things have just gottta be adjusted to fit into the same universe. I, me, myself has to probably merge into us, we, couple…..I don’t know what !!!!

And as I tie myself up securely to enter into the fantastic roller coaster ride, I know the journey’s gonna be anything but staid….we’ll be hurtling at breakneck speed most times, be stopped upside down in mid air, travel through all the twists and turns of an adventurous coaster………
But still hope for a win-win game....... Guess why? B’cos it’s a fantastic team we’re dependant upon –

Super coaches who know us through & through & advise accordingly – ie parents
Buddy team members – our siblings with their bit of street smart support & understanding
Fantastic cheer leaders – ie friends who egg us on & spread the cheer in each of our endeavours.
So, as I tie up for Valentine’s Day, I cant help but let out a loud “Yipppe here I come” !!!!!

3 Dozen

3 Dozen.....wow!!!!

Just got the new number....and it kind a feels nice. So at 36 not out, lemme do a reality check... on me -
My madness level - yo, its just the same, no reduction (thank God)
My funny bone - seems pretty much ok (its not creaking or anything as yet)
My sense of humor - The nonsensical limit is as high as it always was.
My halo - Shining brightly (thankGod the horns are not showing ;-))
Wow - so my report card looks pretty good....most of me just seems as it always was

So 36 - allow me to live you well....its the first time in my life I got the number....and I just about have a year to live it !!!! :-))

Winter

Autumn rolled back his rust-gold cloak and Winter descended in her pristine white gown.

Surveying her playground almost scornfully, she wafted down. Crossing the mountains, she blew kisses, and it turned foggy. Descending further, she twirled her gown, flakes of snow floated about. She smiled, snow started to form ice.
Winter sighed, the valley shivered.

Sleighs, snowmen, bonfires dotted the landscape. Bears hibernated, birds flew south. It was a kaleidoscope of blankets, mufflers, sweaters, heaters. Rosy cheeks, red noses, huddled people .Hot chocolate, soups, coffee, dry fruits, cognacs.

Winter happily surveyed her handiwork. She loved to linger on. However she saw Spring was already laying out his veil of new green.
Winter sighed before rolling back, and the valley shivered for the one last time that season.

When Winter reached back, the other Seasons gave her the customary high fives & hugs. Winter knew she’d done her job well for another year.