Monday 24 December 2012

FINGER LICKIN GOOD!

                                                          
What do you think of after reading the above lines? If you don’t get what’s that you doesn’t seem to be a “foodie”.
You know or you don’t, it’s the KFC’s line up slogan. Now, if you ask what’s KFC, next article please.
KFC is a Fast food restaurant chain headquartered in Louisville, Kentucky, United States.
These people are actually meant for Non veggies.
Just to inform you that, being a vegetarian I’m one of the biggest KFC lovers (atleast in India) because you hardly find a vegetarian item in KFC’s menu( outside India)
Sir Harland Sandlers was the founder of KFC who used to sell fried chicken roadside in Kentucky.
There are many big industrialists who have invested huge funds in their business and grown up like anything. But in my view Mr. Sandlers made the best contribution.

KFC’s got a great competition in India as it isn’t suitable for our pockets every time.
Yeah, now you may think about McDonalds and you are correct this time. In my personal opinion, McD is a piece of sh*t or worse.
They just going on trying to compete with KFC by copying their kind of service, packaging, even the spices.
People in India are mad for McD, this is just because of its competitive low prices. When it entered India, it used to provide good food quality with lower prices but now we can see that the cant afford to provide quality food at lower prices. Why to compromise with the quality? Many people aren’t even aware about  KFC, I feel sorry for them.
Even a roadside fellow will provide crispy fries then McD ones.
People here and there keep on asking me how could you be a great fan of KFC(being a veg.) and I don’t know what to say.
Many think that KFC isn’t made for veg. creatures.
Let them think that way, I don’t mind.


I was about to post this article on McDonald’s website but I was sad when I saw that those people don’t even provide with feedback box but are ready to give me a job.

People, you keep thinking about KFC. I can’t keep myself away from KFC
I have a lot of respect for this guy who is the Lord Of Food for me!

MC Donald’s lovers go to hell!
Btw, No offense.

By a guest writer- Gopu

THE INHUMAN ACT


Think of a girl…or a woman who is very close to you..now remember a wonderful moment that you spent with this person...done? If no then do it right now...ok...great..

One fine day you wake up and you come to know that this person faced a tragedy and is admitted in some hospital,.you visit that person..you look at her..she is sitting on a bed,.silent,.staring at the wall,.her eyes full of tears,.then you come to know that she has been raped by someone,.she doesn't say it, you don’t ask it, you just know it…from the defeated look in her eyes…you can do nothing but calm her down, hold her .then you seek help from police,...police says they have caught the rapists and will present them in court soon,...you try your best to seek the worst punishment possible for the rapists,.but friends,.why not prevent it,.
how?,..here's how,.

          The above para must have surely reminded you of the recent gang rape incident in Delhi,.but when you came to know that she was raped by 7 people,…and that's not all.,.her intestine had to be removed because they had put a metal rod into her vagina,.what did you do?,.Let me guess,...Got very angry and accused them with your friends,...updated your status on Facebook that says this is not done & other bullshit,...and got back to your normal life isn't it,...99% of you did the same thing friends,…you'll say court is there to decide,...but the court will sentence them a punishment of some years,…and when everyone forgets about the incident..,.the same court gives them bail and set them free to search for another victim,…and this time,..it could be the person that you thought of before,…

           Why not unite together for this 23 year old young girl...raise your voice and DEMAND for a capital punishment for such bastards,...demand for a law that criminals will fear ...demand for a law without any loop holes,..because only then we can proudly say that WE LIVE IN A FREE COUNTRY,.
            Come on friends,...gear up!..,.because its now...or never..
                                                                                                                   

By a guest writer- Aniket Shetty
                                                                                     


Tuesday 11 December 2012

THE BULLET 350


The reason I'm going about 100kmh on my Royal Enfield 350 Bullet, is because I'm pissed. Not pissed pissed; but kind of irritated pissed. Because I don't get to ride it a lot at high speeds. Dad is all like it is made to be ridden slowly... Savouring every moment. True, dad. Heads turn as you go "waltzing" by on a bullet at low speeds, the thump of the silencer is unmatched by any other bike. But that's it. On the highway though, the sound smoothes out as you ease into the third gear, and then the fourth. The bullet becomes silent.. Very silent. Bikes such as the CBZ or pulsar start vibrating a bit at high speeds. Their engines whine at the strain. No. Not the bullet. Effortlessly it embraces the high speed and does it the finesse that other bikes lack.

Another reason I'm irritated pissed is cause ever since I told my friends that I ride a bullet, I've been bombarded with suggestions on how to ride it. Like they know better. Sid, you have to turn it with body weight, Sid, your weight won't be enough, Sid, you have to gain weight, Sid, do me a favour, don't ride the bullet. Here's my finger guys. I've been observing my dad ride it for years. I know how to handle that beast. Thank you very much.

Before starting, I unlock the handle, the petrol knob and take it off the stand. Now the big part. Kick-starting it. I take three tries till the engine roars to life. Every time I start it, I'm filled with the same sense of awe. With other electric start bikes, half the time you don't realise it's running. If you don't realise that the bullet is running, well then you'd have to get your bums checked. And your head.

I roar past jealous boys, awestruck girls (impressed that I can handle it, you know - with my weight) and people who don't matter. Nothing matters when I'm riding. The world is literally a blur. The only sound is the blood pounding in my ears and the sound of my faithful bullet. It's like a support that never wanes. Never breaks. The feeling is indescribable.

At the end, there's the nothing you can do but make way for the bullet. Respect.


K4VI