Why does GoDu go boing-boing??

(APA referencing: Oka's post on D company NB in response to Kaka's question...)


Dr. John was a charming chap. He was an orthopaedic surgeon at the Care Nursing
Home in Ahmedabad. He was a pretty good surgeon but as a husband he was
unfaithful to his wife.

He had a raging affair going on with one of the nurses in his hospital.
That particular day the nurse was very attractively dressed. She had all the
charm of a lady - a terrific hairstyle, short miniskirt, a suave handbag and a
yapping dog.

Although John was immediately ensnared by her looks, he didnt look kindly upon
the idea of bringing a dog to the hospital.

"Why did you have to bring this devil to the hospital. You know the amount of
mischief he does. You cant even tie him up. He'll bark his lungs out and
distrub all the patients."

"Honey, dont worry about it. I will hold him and keep him quiet."
"Ok" said John, as he turned towards another nurse approaching him.
"Doctor, there's an emergency case for you to operate on. I think it is a case
of a bone or joint transplant."
"I will be there in a minute." says John.

John and his lover nurse get ready for the operation by getting into their
gear. They had to take the dog to the operation theater as well.
"Now look what you have got us into. What do we do about this dog?"
"I'll ask him to sit and he'll sit quietly in one corner as long as I am
standing near him. Dont worry."

1 hour later, they are right in the middle of the operation. The patient did
require a transplant. John and his group of nurses manage to take out the
offending bone and keep it in a weird looking liquid in a jar.

This was the point when the doctor suddenly gets horny. He excuses himself from
other nurses and pulls his lover along. They go to a neighbouring room and
umm... well.. have a different kind of operation.

The dog, now finding that there's no one to control him, goes berserk. He leaps
onto the table and takes the bone in the jar and starts chewing on it like
crazy.

The lover was the first to return. She sees what the dog has done and gets one
hell of a shock. Before John could return she grabs the half chewed bone from
the dog and puts it back in the jar. She spanks the jar and makes him sit in
one corner again. She's just set things right when the doctor walks in. She
breathes a sigh of relief.

They complete the operation successfully.
After the patient is recovered completely, John congratulates him.
"So, Mr. Godu, you are completely fine now."
"Yes. Thanks to your professional skill and God's blessings. I am completely
safe. I will take your leave now."

Godu walks out of the entrance, stands for a second, breathes in the air and
goes... boing.

That was his first boing.

Class Farticipation?

(some excerpts from the most arbit CPs and funny events, courtesy D Co.)


Dash-isms
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Prof: Arabind DASH, is it??

Dash: No ma’am its Daash but its ok. I’m used to everyone mispronouncing it since school times.

Prof: No it’s ok; we will call you by your proper name.

Dash: Please don’t ma’am; I am more comfortable with Dash now!!

MANAC: arbit CP
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Dash: My production does not depend on how much i produce.....


Marketing:
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• Shveta: Solar cookers need less oil etc, so we can target the old people, or heart patients cuz they need minimum oil in food..

Dash: Yes, with the heart patient market in India growing....

• Momo: We must promote monsoon so more people visit our resort during monsoon

Dash: Yes, we can have a rain dance for them..

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Challenge CPs!!!

CCPs for the day: Spiderman, Superman, SubSaharan, villages croppin up, Oka/Karthik!

• Prof: what should we name our cement brand?
  

Prostee: We should name it Oka/Karthik cement, after Lord Karthik, the God of
Construction (Erection!!)

• Student: Instead of Mukhiyas and all we must concentrate on other people like the masons.

Prostee: No, we should definitely concentrate on the Mukhiya, after all he is SUPERMAN for the people!!

Khakee: Madam its not about being a SPIDERMAN or SUPERMAN, its to do with......(blah blah blah)

and above all, our Uncle Shobhit aka Thoku

Uncle: No one is Superman. With villages cropping up in India, we must move away from this Sub- Saharan region, and ...... (etc etc etc)


(Will keep updating this space, so keep checkin!!)

Nostalgia - 2

(this is my favourite and the best poem i write when i was young..)

Present day problems,
Which keeps us busy,
When faced by me,
I really feel dizzy!

Water problems, air problems,
Food problems, place problem,
So much pollution, so much confusion,
Is made by our huge population.

Forests are cleared, trees are cut,
Many people are happy, but-
What about the destroyed nature?
Will it become earth's worse feature?

Nostalgia - 1

(this is the first poem i ever wrote!!)

My horse is very gay,
He eats oats and hay,
He takes us for a ride,
And in the stable he is tied.

He is something like a mule,
But he doesnt run on fuel,
Babies are called foal,
and sometimes they are coloured coal!

:))

Another Day Without you... (II)

Another day,
Another day without you,
Towake up to the dull morning sun,
The senseless chirping birds,
The lifeless colourful flowers.

To begin yet another day/ week/ month,
Without your smile to brighten up the morning,
Without your deep intense eyes to lull me to sleep in the afternoon,
Without your soft feather touch to rouse me in the evening,
Without your luscious lips to kiss me good night.

I yearn for you, your touch, your kiss,
I yearn for your presence in my life,
The only thing which makes it worth living.

But alas, I know,
I know you are not here, you cant be.
And I have to, yet again, spend another day, another hour, another minute, another moment, Without you, waiting for you.
Waiting for the moment when we are together again,
And this time, for ever,
With nothing and no one to tear us apart, ever again.

And thus, I go on and on,
Only so I can finally be with you.
But till then I am alone and incomplete,
For yet another day.