Low budget daaru treats…

Yeaa… I am totally lukkhhaaaaa on weekends…so as I promised im posting my second blog….this blog is  all about our DAARU treats :) …I mean low budget daaru treats… Though they r low budget, but we don't have treats without our Mr. DJ, his huge play list, light effects(lights off.. comp on), bucket  full of ice stolen from chemistry lab and of course canteen made chicken items along with local masala stuff to spice them up....

Yes.. our daaru treats start with our Mr.DJ's playlist....  this play list starts with our prayer, Bulleh! ki jaana maen kaun(i know its painful but its favorite of  our boring, Mr. Romeo and we r sitting in his room so bear it… or come late, as i do most of the times) then pankaj Udhas's ultimate painful songs...then light romantic songs .. by the time we reache romantics on his playlist, we all were surrendered to daaru and sing each and every line of any damn song played, without much efforts to remember the lyrics(may be our external short memory gets detected when we r drunk). After that we dont know whats there in the playlist but everybody starts making strange body moves… ( im very loyal to gulti(Telugu)..even im totally drunk…. So whatever the song playing there, i dont care, i do my favorite gulti hero dances :)… if u r a wwe fan, this one is for u,  u don’t try my dances at home, gulti heros are higly trained.. u get tired in fraction of seconds if u try them without practice :) ).

Mr. DJ claims that he has got all kind of songs/videos in his playlist, but we never witnessed them as we were busy puking, shouting at others, having gaali fights, discussing about each and every female we come across and  of course,  we spend enough time on our first and latest crushes before we crash. As per as my knowledge this huge playlist never came to an end, but mostly this is closed by a morning shift watchman, or a maggu Sophie, while attending his Monday morning lecture when the playlist reaches 7 or 9X .

 Most of the times, we wake up and realize that we missed a very important Quiz/lab or got a XXX grade because of very  very poor attendance….this kind of unforgivable and inhuman behavior of profs will dissolve only in alcohol.  Yes we have got another reason to have daaru again …

As I am totally lukkhhhaaa on weekends, u guys can expect another blog on my next topic "Hi-fi daaru treats"... stay tuned .. keep visiting my blog .. i mean monetize my blog :)

Prologue

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New friends come, new friends go…..(Hey look, im not writing lyrics to my favorite rapper Eminem, so you dont look at the aesthetic appeal of the this writing, it has no rhyme, no reason, no meter, and the works ) But old friends are there forever. Esp for me, the friends I shared bed/  room/ flat/ sutta/ beedi/ cigarette/ not to mention DAARU and of course those, who taught me Hindi :) and their innovative teaching skills. I dont forget them because they come at right time, right place (not bar/restaurant/smoking points), and right age.

Right age I mean, that’s the age, we’re collectively learn new important things in life(any guesses??). That’s the age, we started applying our optimization techniques learnt, once in a while attended optimization courses to real life problems to save our ass from getting XXX grades. That’s the age, we maximized our time in extra-curricular activities like sports/cult/ comp games, and not to mention low budget daaru treats, on each and every possible occasion. That’s the age, we invent reasons to have daaru parties. We invent the reasons because we are all ambitious when we are totally drunk (our ambitions r adult rated :) and of course not related to academics or life, so keeping them away from here). That’s the age, we never mind as A,B,C grades disappearing gradually from our grade sheets.


if u r slightly patient enough, keep visiting this blog for my another post.. its on our...  "low budget daaru treats".. coming very soon...