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We netizens believe in sharing. Whatever we share and whatever we do not, whatever we care or don't care about, there is one virtue that unites all us net users - that of instantly forwarding some email forward which happily happens to land in our Inboxes. Even before one has finished reading the poor email, "Click, Click and one more Click" on the Send button. Sent it to almost all that mattered. There. Now I can work or do anything else. These days you find a lot of the funky YouTube videos etc. But there was a time when it used to be pure, vanilla text forwards. There have been instances when some bandicoot would even walk upto me and say "Yaar woh waala forward waapas bhej na".

One such forward ran something along these lines : a human being can read sentences even if some characters in the words in the sentence are jumbled, garbled. And quite fittingly, most I knew could read the following (as an example) correctly - "Teh trian blew a luod whistle sa it roleld itno eth raliwya statoin."

I often notice the cool kid on the block proudly display his clothing labels by wearing a branded shirt, the logo screaming loudly on his chest, probably along with his attitude. Who knows? The display line often reads "FCUK". Going by the logic presented in the preceding paragraph, I don't want to say more. The first time I ran into one of those raccoons wearing the fcuk t-shirts, I actually asked my friend what is wrong with this guy - "Why couldn't he spell the most famous or infamous word correctly"? I know now. It is one of the cool brands and hey, I am no longer saying anything.

Speaking of which, I don't understand what all this fuss about this cool word is about. It is a favorite with so many of my buddies. They use it when they are happy, they use it when irritated or angry or if they drop their pen or if they see a cool member of the opposite sex. Many use it all the time - just about for everything or just about for nothing. See, it is that cool.

And speaking of which, people the world over seem to be angrily abusing someone else or the other. Look at Hilary and Obama. Just look at our Bhajji boy and Symonds or for that matter, big fella Hayden. If Bhajji said "Monkey", others said he was saying "Maa ki". Our puttar simply was referring to Maa Ki Dal since he was utterly nostalgic and was longing for ghar ka khana. Now, that is a big problem - playing in these far-away lands. Hayden called Bhajji an OLW (Obnoxious Little Weed). So? Big deal. The cool kid on the block would be utterly, butterly proud to be associated with anything weed-like. He says it would be a privilege to be called one. So what was Harbhajan's problem in life? Or for that matter what was Symonds' problem in being compared to the dal (possibly or something else) from Ma's kitchen? This is the age of the Gaalis and the Lord of the Gaalis shall be the winner and shall rule. It is almost uncool not to huff and puff and swear something which no one around has heard hitherto. The more the number of heads you turn or the eyeballs you help pop out, the cooler you are. If you don't agree with me, you know what you are going to get now.

With the gaalis booming in the galis let this post be dedicated to all those who have done us proud over the past month by swearing the hell out of hell itself.

Holy %+#*!!