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

                                                                                     

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

ZERO CONTACT

I sat and stared into space as I thought what her mother would have told her. And how she would said it. I pictured her sitting on the sofa, sobbing. Her mother, standing up, a broom in one hand; other on her hip. No. Too dramatic, I decided. More like a modern family. They would sit together. Her mom consoling her. Saying things like “These things happen....” and “These feelings will go away after a while...”

Those feelings may go away. But I sure ain’t going anywhere. I’m going to be around a while. (That being at least 70 years.) Are you going to avoid me for seventy years? No contact at all?

And why no contact? Because we are close? Because we understand each other so well? Because we share everything with each other? Be cause we chat late into the night? Because we say that we miss each other? Because your mom told you to stay away?

Last time I checked, this wasn’t Victorian England. And this was a free country. Can’t you hang out with your friend? So what if it’s a boy? “Izzat ka sawal hai” you say. Keep forcing her not to talk and she might just run away with him. I’m not saying that’s gonna happen every time, but it’s a possibility. A lot of good that will do for your “izzat”.

Lets imagine a situation; You’re a middle class, literate man/woman. You’re walking down the road and you see your friend’s son/daughter walking with another boy/girl. They are walking close to each other.

Questions:

1.      Why are you still looking?

2.      Why did you look at them in the first place? You like to look at teens?

3.      You have kids don’t you? That means you had SEX. They are just walking together.

4.      It’s not even your kid. Does your friend pay you to spy on their kid?

People who look at couples walking together on the street and think “Kiti vaya gele ahet”, well, it’s none of your damn business, thank you. And you’re not going to a trophy for talking about it behind backs.

And it’s not just me. Lot of boys and girls complain that they can’t spend time together outside the house just because people talk. It’s okay if people just talked. But they talk to their parents. Then comes the usual drama of he is not good for you. You are just 18; you have your life ahead of you. You might find someone better. Stay away from him.

Then the girl messages “We have to break contact. I am sorry.” Then the boy stares at the screen of his mobile. Unsure what to do, or feel.

As I stare at the wall, thinking about philosophy, I wait for that final message. I don’t know what i will feel after I get it. But I’m worried about her. Not me. Cause for me, a feeling is like the cold. After a while I don’t notice it’s there.

And it scares me.

-K4VI

DEAR GIRLS

A week ago, a friend came over to my place. After some laughs and a few beers, he told me with a straight face- “My girlfriend is the most beautiful girl I have ever known. And I am so lucky to be with her.” Okay. That’s not what he said. He told me that she is a crazy and irrational girl. And that she needed some counselling.

When a guy meets the girl of his dreams, its heaven for him. The day seems brighter, the night (too) seems brighter(cause the moon seems brighter), The deos seem more fragrant and maths start to seem easy. But then the God above says “That’s enough heaven for you boy.” And he turns off a switch. That’s when the girl takes out the hidden weapons from her arsenal.

She expects boys to know everything! Her likes, dislikes, moods, what she means, what she doesn’t mean, what she wants to say (but doesn’t), what she doesn’t want to say(but does), what she wants to do, what she wants you to do...this could go on for a while. Then she expects us to open doors for her (because she’s a girl. And chivalry is dead) and the next second she fights for equal rights for women. Babe, chivalry was prevalent in the society when women had no rights whatsoever. Choose one, either we open your doors, and you don’t get any rights; or you open your own doors and get equal rights.

Girls don’t say what they mean, and say what they don’t mean. Just because the boy is behaving like an ass doesn’t give you the right to manipulate him. They don’t know what they want from a guy and they don’t know what they don’t want. They expect guys to know that.

“I got hurted so bad because of you”. Or those who know English a little better say “You hurt me so bad” followed by “I cried all night.” I admit, when girls cry, boys get awkward. They don’t know what to do or say. The quickest way out of this situation is to do what the girl says. So, at the end, the girl gets what she says and the boy is happy the girl is not crying anymore.

She knows better. At least, she thinks that she does. Just being more emotional and sensitive doesn’t mean you know better. Boys are emotional and sensitive too. Not as much as girls, though. With boys, it’s more about logical decisions. Not about i just wasn’t feeling....or I felt that....

Then comes the sacrifice. She sacrifices a lot to be with the guy. No one ever knows what ‘a lot’ exactly is. Girls, if you sacrifice something for a guy, tell him. There is a good chance he’ll appreciate it.

Relationships deteriorate because the girl doesn’t tell what she feels, or thinks. I’m not saying it’s all her fault. The world as it is now refuses to slow down. Fall in love, get your heart broken, fall out of love.  Move on. Fall in love again. Is it really love that we fall into? Or is it the idea of love?

Girls don’t know what they want. But then again, no one does. Whats the fun in living life if we already know everything?

Sincerely,

Boys

K4VI