Well this is my first attempt at electronica/electro pop
hope you people like it,its named Bitonia 222
http://www.4shared.com/file/225065343/adb38f39/Bonbon_Kayzee_-_Bitonia_222.html
http://host.hackerbox.org/download.php?file=032573b6b1d21963600514116bedd471
http://rapidshare.com/files/352464406/Bitonia.mp3.html
Friday, February 19, 2010
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Fire + Bownies + Ice Cream!
Those people who have known me long enough should know by now that i am not the biggest fan of vegetarian food,i mean i cant bear the thing because there is no vegetable no matter how it is cooked that has the texture of meat,so getting an invitation to a marriage where vegetarian food is on the menu is a must avoid for me.I avoid most marriage functions except the ones which are family related or if of a close friend who has personally called me,case in point Nishant,completely veggie food but i still went there coz i still consider him to be one of my best friends and so does he.
A few days back i got an invitation to a wedding from the complex at the Horticulture gardens or thats at least what its called,now i wouldnt have gone but the invitee made sure that i was to come by letting me know that all me pals from the building would be coming [ZB,Aaush,Rahul bhai and Rahul] ,Madhav and his younger brother Naren/Narain[dont know how his name is spelt] both would be there as it was their cousin's wedding.So all decked up i was ,which means i wore a crummy shirt and all [i hate shirts] and was trying to look as decent as possible.ZB drobe his dad ,me dad,another uncle from the building and me to the wedding,and so we entered ,The Ideal towers gangs were there in full flow,one gang was the above 40's-45's-50's and the other gang was the above 18's,although none of us look anything like 18.
As soon as we entered the place Naren tagged along with us ,good little kid he is,for now at least, ZB and the gang met up,i was there as well,since the gang was there only one thing could go on "chiggi",now dont think chiggi is that stupid little song from that hindi film Blue [or as they would say BBBBOOLLLLLOO] chiggi is the quint essentiel part of daily life in Ideal Towers or in fact in most friend circles where we gotta make fun of one another no matter how sick or disgusting it gets.
As usual since it was a marwari wedding there were a ton of starters and snacks [all veggie of course] we had pakoras vadas soups custard and all while there were a ton of things to drink ,from cold coffee with ice cream,to some freaky orange drink with ice cream,everything was pretty good,i hogged on the vadas the most,they were small triangle bits but man they were oh so tasty.
Now i must mention one thing,whenever i am forced to go to one of these veggie weddings i prefer to hog on the dessert rather than the main course,but usually the dessert consists of some crummy indian things,mithai and all which to be frank i get to eat almost everyday if there is a need for it,i love however the continental and baked goods,so as the oh so good hosts they were[and i aint being sarcastic madhav and naren were exceptional hosts] they now took us to the dinner counters which were divided into many stalls ,Indian ,Chinese ,Sweets ,Dessert ,yes there were separate stalls for Sweets and Desserts.
So the first attack was on the chinese stall,i must say the chinese was pretty good,just if there was a presence of shredded chicken it would have been perfect but who cares,the food was free.Naren and Madhav then take us to te sweets counter but i was the least interested in it,ZB did eat a ton of sweets but i wanted to try out the brownie i had overheard they were good,infact one of Naren's friends ate around 5 brownies.So i ask em both where were the brownies and they did take me to the place,Madhav told the waiters/cooks to give me as many brownies as i would like,i asked for 3 ,and then something totally unexpected was to happen.
The brownies were kept on a plate ,next to a stove and a pan,i dont know why,as soon as i asked for the brownie a guy puts three of em into the pan and starts heating em over the stove then he adds some chocolate sauce and flambes it[you know where the entire thing catches fire and all] i didnt know what he was to do ,and since i am a dickhead i stood right next to thee fire,almost got burnt,the brownies did get burnt and they were brilliant,so 3 brownies and a scoop of ice cream plus a slice of pineapple cake,amazing,and i have to say this,and i mean it from my heart mind soul everything that was THE BEST dessert i had in the past one year,yes going back to January 2009,that was the last memorable time i had a good ,wait fucking awesome dessert and today topped it ,i had another 3 brownies and ice cream again ,hell it was so fucking good that i did tell madhav.
"Man this is fucking good best fucking dessert i have had in a year"
To which he was a little embarrassed because it was his family members and all present there and well my colourful language isnt the best advert of his friends,nevertheless both the brothers were quite happy that we hogged our ass' off,to end it all i must say one thing i never liked nor will ever like vegetarian cuisine but hell man if there is a dessert platter like this all hail vegeteranian cuisine.[Vegeteranian is like mediterranean cuisine,just bear with me ]
A few days back i got an invitation to a wedding from the complex at the Horticulture gardens or thats at least what its called,now i wouldnt have gone but the invitee made sure that i was to come by letting me know that all me pals from the building would be coming [ZB,Aaush,Rahul bhai and Rahul] ,Madhav and his younger brother Naren/Narain[dont know how his name is spelt] both would be there as it was their cousin's wedding.So all decked up i was ,which means i wore a crummy shirt and all [i hate shirts] and was trying to look as decent as possible.ZB drobe his dad ,me dad,another uncle from the building and me to the wedding,and so we entered ,The Ideal towers gangs were there in full flow,one gang was the above 40's-45's-50's and the other gang was the above 18's,although none of us look anything like 18.
As soon as we entered the place Naren tagged along with us ,good little kid he is,for now at least, ZB and the gang met up,i was there as well,since the gang was there only one thing could go on "chiggi",now dont think chiggi is that stupid little song from that hindi film Blue [or as they would say BBBBOOLLLLLOO] chiggi is the quint essentiel part of daily life in Ideal Towers or in fact in most friend circles where we gotta make fun of one another no matter how sick or disgusting it gets.
As usual since it was a marwari wedding there were a ton of starters and snacks [all veggie of course] we had pakoras vadas soups custard and all while there were a ton of things to drink ,from cold coffee with ice cream,to some freaky orange drink with ice cream,everything was pretty good,i hogged on the vadas the most,they were small triangle bits but man they were oh so tasty.
Now i must mention one thing,whenever i am forced to go to one of these veggie weddings i prefer to hog on the dessert rather than the main course,but usually the dessert consists of some crummy indian things,mithai and all which to be frank i get to eat almost everyday if there is a need for it,i love however the continental and baked goods,so as the oh so good hosts they were[and i aint being sarcastic madhav and naren were exceptional hosts] they now took us to the dinner counters which were divided into many stalls ,Indian ,Chinese ,Sweets ,Dessert ,yes there were separate stalls for Sweets and Desserts.
So the first attack was on the chinese stall,i must say the chinese was pretty good,just if there was a presence of shredded chicken it would have been perfect but who cares,the food was free.Naren and Madhav then take us to te sweets counter but i was the least interested in it,ZB did eat a ton of sweets but i wanted to try out the brownie i had overheard they were good,infact one of Naren's friends ate around 5 brownies.So i ask em both where were the brownies and they did take me to the place,Madhav told the waiters/cooks to give me as many brownies as i would like,i asked for 3 ,and then something totally unexpected was to happen.
The brownies were kept on a plate ,next to a stove and a pan,i dont know why,as soon as i asked for the brownie a guy puts three of em into the pan and starts heating em over the stove then he adds some chocolate sauce and flambes it[you know where the entire thing catches fire and all] i didnt know what he was to do ,and since i am a dickhead i stood right next to thee fire,almost got burnt,the brownies did get burnt and they were brilliant,so 3 brownies and a scoop of ice cream plus a slice of pineapple cake,amazing,and i have to say this,and i mean it from my heart mind soul everything that was THE BEST dessert i had in the past one year,yes going back to January 2009,that was the last memorable time i had a good ,wait fucking awesome dessert and today topped it ,i had another 3 brownies and ice cream again ,hell it was so fucking good that i did tell madhav.
"Man this is fucking good best fucking dessert i have had in a year"
To which he was a little embarrassed because it was his family members and all present there and well my colourful language isnt the best advert of his friends,nevertheless both the brothers were quite happy that we hogged our ass' off,to end it all i must say one thing i never liked nor will ever like vegetarian cuisine but hell man if there is a dessert platter like this all hail vegeteranian cuisine.[Vegeteranian is like mediterranean cuisine,just bear with me ]
Friday, February 5, 2010
A Classy Birthday to you!
Now one of me best pals had his birthday recently,twas Babla's special night,another birthday to somewhat celebrate and enjoy,so after wishing the bloke in the now oh so fashionable 12 midnight time and all i was expecting a treat or something at least,but knowing the bugger i didnt think i would get the call for a treat anytime soon after all he is part of a kickass pro band "Weaponshop"[listen to these guys they are amazing] ,he is in a some what steady relationship and is an all around jackass.Since he was in a relationship i had bet my bottom dollar that he would spend his special night with someone special *wink wink*.However something extra ordinary was to happen.
Now for most of me pals in me special group a birthday is a day to spent time with your pals,mostly consisting of decent food,nothing too pricey nothing too cheap,after all the enjoyment is in the company rather than the place.Thats what we always do,all the time,in fact most of me pals birthdays are celebrated at our houses,there being a couple of exceptions of course,most of us are pennyless bastards.
So i get a call from babla on his birthday at around 6 PM,so i knew either he was to come to me place or was gonna treat us for his birthday[one thing i dont understand is why the person whose birthday is being celebrated must treat the other blokes,it should be the other way around] anyways ,babla calls and asks me "did nagu call you up ?,he didnt? fine meet me at the Taj at 8 PM,bring nagu along"
Now The Taj is this really classy pricey 5 star hotel in Calcutta,like the Taj in Bombay and the like,when he said meet me at the taj there was a little confusion,i mean surely babla wont treat us at the taj,i mean its next to impossible for him to treat us there,i called nagu up and he was surprised about the Taj invitation as well,so we meet up at around 7:45,the Taj is like a 10 minute walk from my place,So while we walk we are discussing where we would eat...
Me:Abey can you believe it,saala humlog ko Taj mein khilayega babla
Nagu:Eeeeeehhhh Adeeeeem Kariiiiim you really think he would treat us there?,its babla we are talking about
Me:Fuck man yeah,i bet he is there talking about some gig he will play,probably from there we will head off somewhere
Nagu:yes of course...
We end up at the Taj bang on time coz of the punctual freaks we are and that w dont have much work to do at all,we call babla up and he says its gonna take him 15 minutes ,so we are waiting by the main gate and i can see the nervousness of the guards,bloody they were scared shit of us both standing next to the gate and all,we wait still and then get pissed coz as usual babla is ever so late ,so we call him up and he tells us heis 5 minutes away and that we should go inside and ask for a reservation in the name of "Mr Upadhyay",i am thinkin who the fuck is it?
Nagu comes up ,"thats Swagat",Rich man Swagat,now we add it up,Swagat is giving the treat,so we go into the Taj security check and all we enter and we were told by babla to go to the "Hub",when we did enter the waiter asked us about a table and we replied that we had a reservation in the name of mr Upadhyay.
So we see a table for 12 and the both of us sit at one end of the table opposite to each other,now the wait begins coz as usual babla must be late and very fucking late he must always be,so 15 minutes are gone and the waiters are now getting apprehensive and so are we,
"what the fuck is taking babla so fucking long?",a waiter comes up to us and says
"till the other people come ,here is some bread"
and he gives us some bread with some dip,now me and nagu dont know what to do,should we eat the bread now or wait or dont eat it at all?
we sit for like 10 minutes before another of babla's pals comes,some guy from me own college Techno india a first year BBA student,who spoke in the American accent and all,he starts eating the bread and then we start eating it as well out of sheer embarrassment.
Then at around 9 came Swagat and Babla ,Swagat also had one of his pals The Bugguria,nonetheless we had our usual tirade of cheap jokes,abuses,acting crummy and cruddy while we waited for the others we had a few side dishes which were fish fingers ,chicken tikkas ,and a bowl of soup [tomato] for The bugguria.The next to come was Babla's girl,Mritika[i have no freaking idea why the hell there is a M in front of a normal name,but thats bengalism i guess] and so babla shifts from sitting next to me and nagu and now sits with his girl at the other end of the table,by the time its 9:30 Adil,gujju ,Hasan bhaiya[adils brother] and Sourish come and i guess that was the end of the guest list.If i missed someone fuck off coz you didnt make an impression on me.
So we ordered some pizzas pasta,biryani[which had to have a couple of boiled eggs in it coz it was the bday boys wish i guess],rogen ghost ,a chicken dish and some roti,as usual gujju was the butt of all the jokes,with things being thrown at him,his special desert being eaten by everyone but as usual if you felt a little sorry for the bloke[gujju] for being picked on he does do some rather idiotic things,like this time all off a sudden he starts searching frantically for his cell phone and he cant find it,then all of a sudden he remembers that he left it with the security people,you see when we were entering the Taj we had to let our belongings through a metal detector and then we could take it back after it had been checked but gujju didnt take it back and he was relieved that it was still with em and he started eating,he was then fucking told to go and get it from em coz it would get stolen,the light bulb finaly came on for the gujju.He did get his cell in the end.Lucky punk.
The dinner ended at around 11:30 with us staggering outside like a bunch of drunks and our eternal wait for a cab for the others wasnt boring or nothing,babla nagu and i lived close by and when you have the company of good friends time does fly,the others did get a cab later one at around midnight,while babla walked his lady to the cab,she was walking along the edge of the road like some drunk punk.A pretty kickass birthday nevertheless the bill of course was footed by Swagat.
Oh yeah Note:The best bit of the treat was calling Chintoo up and pissing him off about where we were and what we were eating and all,another NOTE the pasta that was priced at 500 bucks a plate tasted like half boiled maggi i kid you not,nagu and Hasan Bhai can vouch for this.
Now for most of me pals in me special group a birthday is a day to spent time with your pals,mostly consisting of decent food,nothing too pricey nothing too cheap,after all the enjoyment is in the company rather than the place.Thats what we always do,all the time,in fact most of me pals birthdays are celebrated at our houses,there being a couple of exceptions of course,most of us are pennyless bastards.
So i get a call from babla on his birthday at around 6 PM,so i knew either he was to come to me place or was gonna treat us for his birthday[one thing i dont understand is why the person whose birthday is being celebrated must treat the other blokes,it should be the other way around] anyways ,babla calls and asks me "did nagu call you up ?,he didnt? fine meet me at the Taj at 8 PM,bring nagu along"
Now The Taj is this really classy pricey 5 star hotel in Calcutta,like the Taj in Bombay and the like,when he said meet me at the taj there was a little confusion,i mean surely babla wont treat us at the taj,i mean its next to impossible for him to treat us there,i called nagu up and he was surprised about the Taj invitation as well,so we meet up at around 7:45,the Taj is like a 10 minute walk from my place,So while we walk we are discussing where we would eat...
Me:Abey can you believe it,saala humlog ko Taj mein khilayega babla
Nagu:Eeeeeehhhh Adeeeeem Kariiiiim you really think he would treat us there?,its babla we are talking about
Me:Fuck man yeah,i bet he is there talking about some gig he will play,probably from there we will head off somewhere
Nagu:yes of course...
We end up at the Taj bang on time coz of the punctual freaks we are and that w dont have much work to do at all,we call babla up and he says its gonna take him 15 minutes ,so we are waiting by the main gate and i can see the nervousness of the guards,bloody they were scared shit of us both standing next to the gate and all,we wait still and then get pissed coz as usual babla is ever so late ,so we call him up and he tells us heis 5 minutes away and that we should go inside and ask for a reservation in the name of "Mr Upadhyay",i am thinkin who the fuck is it?
Nagu comes up ,"thats Swagat",Rich man Swagat,now we add it up,Swagat is giving the treat,so we go into the Taj security check and all we enter and we were told by babla to go to the "Hub",when we did enter the waiter asked us about a table and we replied that we had a reservation in the name of mr Upadhyay.
So we see a table for 12 and the both of us sit at one end of the table opposite to each other,now the wait begins coz as usual babla must be late and very fucking late he must always be,so 15 minutes are gone and the waiters are now getting apprehensive and so are we,
"what the fuck is taking babla so fucking long?",a waiter comes up to us and says
"till the other people come ,here is some bread"
and he gives us some bread with some dip,now me and nagu dont know what to do,should we eat the bread now or wait or dont eat it at all?
we sit for like 10 minutes before another of babla's pals comes,some guy from me own college Techno india a first year BBA student,who spoke in the American accent and all,he starts eating the bread and then we start eating it as well out of sheer embarrassment.
Then at around 9 came Swagat and Babla ,Swagat also had one of his pals The Bugguria,nonetheless we had our usual tirade of cheap jokes,abuses,acting crummy and cruddy while we waited for the others we had a few side dishes which were fish fingers ,chicken tikkas ,and a bowl of soup [tomato] for The bugguria.The next to come was Babla's girl,Mritika[i have no freaking idea why the hell there is a M in front of a normal name,but thats bengalism i guess] and so babla shifts from sitting next to me and nagu and now sits with his girl at the other end of the table,by the time its 9:30 Adil,gujju ,Hasan bhaiya[adils brother] and Sourish come and i guess that was the end of the guest list.If i missed someone fuck off coz you didnt make an impression on me.
So we ordered some pizzas pasta,biryani[which had to have a couple of boiled eggs in it coz it was the bday boys wish i guess],rogen ghost ,a chicken dish and some roti,as usual gujju was the butt of all the jokes,with things being thrown at him,his special desert being eaten by everyone but as usual if you felt a little sorry for the bloke[gujju] for being picked on he does do some rather idiotic things,like this time all off a sudden he starts searching frantically for his cell phone and he cant find it,then all of a sudden he remembers that he left it with the security people,you see when we were entering the Taj we had to let our belongings through a metal detector and then we could take it back after it had been checked but gujju didnt take it back and he was relieved that it was still with em and he started eating,he was then fucking told to go and get it from em coz it would get stolen,the light bulb finaly came on for the gujju.He did get his cell in the end.Lucky punk.
The dinner ended at around 11:30 with us staggering outside like a bunch of drunks and our eternal wait for a cab for the others wasnt boring or nothing,babla nagu and i lived close by and when you have the company of good friends time does fly,the others did get a cab later one at around midnight,while babla walked his lady to the cab,she was walking along the edge of the road like some drunk punk.A pretty kickass birthday nevertheless the bill of course was footed by Swagat.
Oh yeah Note:The best bit of the treat was calling Chintoo up and pissing him off about where we were and what we were eating and all,another NOTE the pasta that was priced at 500 bucks a plate tasted like half boiled maggi i kid you not,nagu and Hasan Bhai can vouch for this.
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