THIS VERY COMMON SIMPLE SCENARIO MAKES ME WISH..."I wish i were a guy"
Every hot-blooded guy would have come across this atleast one time in his life unless he is a Gay or a real loser..
One kinda popular guy of a group comes outta nowhere all hurt and bruised...he calls up one of his "hot-blooded"friends and says "I was beaten man by this 4 guys...x.y.z.and a"
This friend become the "saviors" and declare a "war" against the "x,y,z and a"...Somehow the "x,y,z and a" come to know of the "war" and the "warriors" inside them comes alive and they call up their gruop of friends and tell them about the "declared war"...Both hot blooded groups with minimum 6 guys that may increase to even 50 guys...call each other to a "mutual territory" to meet..Both the groups get ready with their armors (Hockey Sticks, Cricket bats, Knuckle punches, cycle/bike chains,bottles,stumps,rods etc etc..in extreme cases knifes,talwars,kookris,churis....or mebe air gun with metal ball bearings....or desi made pistol....i dunno more than dat) on thier cars and bikes march towards the "warzone"
The war starts with a few swears ...beautiful abuses (that will bring the truck drivers to shame)...some macho talk...Some character assassination of "female family members" of each others group..One of the machos gets offended and hold the collor of the other...lotsa shouts...screams...and the war starts...fist fights are most commonly seen on the "warzone"...Lotsa beats....kicking..screaming abuses of all kinds and in all possible languages...
Almost nearing the end...things slow down...many many injured...bruised...black-eyes...clothes torn..."weapons" broken...men lying on the floor..little blood around...then 1 guy feels a lil bad n helps the "opponent" to get up...others get a heart and start helping each other
Guy1: "Chal jo hua chod...hota hai aisa...chal bait te hai aaj....peene ka mood aaya"
Guy2: "Yaar...chal cigratte pilata hu tuje"
Guy3: "haan yaar....bahut talab lagi hai".........
talking continues...a big group of men...become friends and drink together...the bruised friend..x,y,z and a...all the bloodshed..forgotten
AMAN KI ASHA
THEY BELIEVE IN ONLY 1 MANTRA PIYO AUR PEENE DO
Every hot-blooded guy would have come across this atleast one time in his life unless he is a Gay or a real loser..
One kinda popular guy of a group comes outta nowhere all hurt and bruised...he calls up one of his "hot-blooded"friends and says "I was beaten man by this 4 guys...x.y.z.and a"
This friend become the "saviors" and declare a "war" against the "x,y,z and a"...Somehow the "x,y,z and a" come to know of the "war" and the "warriors" inside them comes alive and they call up their gruop of friends and tell them about the "declared war"...Both hot blooded groups with minimum 6 guys that may increase to even 50 guys...call each other to a "mutual territory" to meet..Both the groups get ready with their armors (Hockey Sticks, Cricket bats, Knuckle punches, cycle/bike chains,bottles,stumps,rods etc etc..in extreme cases knifes,talwars,kookris,churis....or mebe air gun with metal ball bearings....or desi made pistol....i dunno more than dat) on thier cars and bikes march towards the "warzone"
The war starts with a few swears ...beautiful abuses (that will bring the truck drivers to shame)...some macho talk...Some character assassination of "female family members" of each others group..One of the machos gets offended and hold the collor of the other...lotsa shouts...screams...and the war starts...fist fights are most commonly seen on the "warzone"...Lotsa beats....kicking..screaming abuses of all kinds and in all possible languages...
Almost nearing the end...things slow down...many many injured...bruised...black-eyes...clothes torn..."weapons" broken...men lying on the floor..little blood around...then 1 guy feels a lil bad n helps the "opponent" to get up...others get a heart and start helping each other
Guy1: "Chal jo hua chod...hota hai aisa...chal bait te hai aaj....peene ka mood aaya"
Guy2: "Yaar...chal cigratte pilata hu tuje"
Guy3: "haan yaar....bahut talab lagi hai".........
talking continues...a big group of men...become friends and drink together...the bruised friend..x,y,z and a...all the bloodshed..forgotten
AMAN KI ASHA
THEY BELIEVE IN ONLY 1 MANTRA PIYO AUR PEENE DO
true....
ReplyDeleteYes its true, Men do forget big things easily but it’s the girls who fight through-out the life for some silly things
ReplyDeletebeauuuuuuuuuuuuuutiful
ReplyDeleteLOL... filmy stuff Deepa. Trust me, not all fights begin this way! ;)
ReplyDeletenote to self: Blog about dept feuds
Btw, watz so gay in not fighting? :P
Too much generalization...I'm neither gay nor a loser (i hope) and never ever been in a fight :-)
ReplyDeleteMany things can be resolved over a hot cup of chai !
absolutely true. men know to let it go and get friends over a beer. Not to take too much into heart.
ReplyDeletehmm..women never fight..they just stop talking...
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