Tuesday, July 31, 2007


July has been very eventful for members of S.C.O.F.F. ezpecially the last week or so. First of all I'd like to inform our readers that starting from the 1st of August, Eleganlty Stoned and I will be working in the same firm. Yeah, I know this spells DOOM for the firm but what the hell, our friendship has done worse things for others. It's the begining of a new end (for the firm that is).

In other news, two of our friends from the glory days are a step closer to being bound in holy matrimony. S.C.O.F.F. wishes them all the very best and an extremely successful life ahead.

Incase you guys didn't know this as yet, then I'll confirm it once again. Miracle Monger is a cunt, the biggest prick on the face of the earth. He has been in Dubai for a freakin' long time now and he still hasn't bothered getting in touch. Talk about good friends. I sent him a gentle reminder and then a mail in a ALL CAPS, venting my frustration but to no avail. Anyways he is in for the good ol' ass kickin that we are infamous for.

And last but not the least, I bought myself a Royal Enfeld. The babes a 2002 model, Electra 4s. I also got a tattoo to comemrate the occasion and also because I've always wanted one. Pics follow, but first few testimonials on the bike.

Elegantly Stoned: "She's kick ass. Raw Power. Let's call her 'baby'."
(Yeah, now she is known as baby. But please feel free to let me know what I should call her)

Rajiv, a colleague of mine has these words to say, "Yessir! We teased her on our way home last night. You know what happens when you tease 350cc of raw power. All that power welled up in her and was crying to be expended. So we did just that. Pushed the throttle almost halfway to the firewall. Now, that is saying a lot. And then there were those thank you ma’ams (any number of them actually), which for the most part AJ negotiated with the prowess of a hell’s angel. Those flaming potholes! (Some of them big enough to craters!). Owww!!! Man! I thought I dropped a bullock because I went numb in that region for sometime."
(Phew! that was really long. Know I know why people hire assistants.)

Phil: "It’s a mean machine…"

The rest of the gang was simply speechless. Ha ha..I have that effects on people. Also I hope I proved all those doubters back in college wrong. Well thats a different, here are the first few pics shot on Shanz cam:

That's me on Baby

Like I said, she's an Electra 4s

And yeah, this is the tattoo I got on Saturday!

Let me know what you guys think! and incase anyone wants a custom made tattoo please do let me know. The dude, called Savio, is a real talent!

Chalo more later. Things are definately looking bright as Elegantly Stoned will be joining me in screwing up work tomorrow. Bye for now!

Thursday, July 12, 2007

Latest on the lizard king

for seven years,
i dwelt in the loose palace of exile
playing strange games with the girls of the island
now, i have come againto the land of the fair, and the strong, and the wise
brothers and sisters of the pale forest
children of night
who among you will run with the hunt?
now night arives with her purple legion
Retire now to your tents and to your dreams
Tomorrow we enter the town of my birth
I want to be ready'

These are the words I found myself humming as I woke up in the morning. After the usual early morning duties, I watched the news flash across the TV: A new theory as to how Jim died. Now theres this Paris nightclub manager who says that Jim died actually of an herion overdose and not of an alcohol induced heart attack. The strange part is that when he died, there was no autopsy conducted and there was no fanfare involved in his burial. Whats stranger is that, in whatever little information I have read, is that Jim wasn't a huge fan of herion, nor did he like Pam doing it. But what the hell, he died. He's dead now. And that's the saddest part. So why don't we just let him and his stories rest in peace. No one's bothered now, least of all me. I'm glad that he graced us with his presence and showed us a diferent way. But knowing the kinda guy Jim must have been theres never going to be 'the end'. The end of all the speculation. I'm not sure if he'd want that. So lets have a good time. He's no more, his voice, thoughts, and poetry still linger on.