Yes you guessed it right. This story is about how a dream made me realize how futile my life is as a PhD in US and directed me to move to the jungles of Somalia in search of The God 'hululoolu'. No that doesn't sound convincing.
Ok so what this is actually about is a shift in paradigm of peoples' ways of expressing themselves in certain circumstances. I realized it the first time when I was walking with my friend and he suddenly slipped on the ice and blurted out a bunch of exclamations. Now in earlier times if something of this sort ever happened the first words to come out were like 'hey Bhagwan' or 'hey Prabhu' or 'Jesus Christ' or 'oh God' and plenty of other such exclamations. But now the first thing you hear someone blurt out is like 'behan...' or 'ma...' or 'f..' .I don't know if I should conclude anything from this. Are they just cursing God to land them in that trouble or God has taken a completely different and modern form in their imaginations. Or they think that these kind of fu...rs are much more potent than God. Ok I think I should stop because the guy upstairs may be reading this and I am sure he won't be happy about it.
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ha ha , gud one PSingh. especially @ "God has taken a completely different and modern form in their imaginations"
Nice observation. So who slipped on ice - Joshi ?
Thanks Madan. No it was someother friend in Columbus.
But it was nice to hear from you :)
batao to gaali galauj ki baat aati hai to Joshi hi yaad aata hai sabko!
ma***** sab ke sab :-)
hehehe..bina aag ke dhuaan nahin dikhta dost...
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