HarryFication

Mood: I-don't-want-to-stop-writing. He logged into his blogger account. There was a comment waiting to be approved. The name spelled ShAiLi - written the way he had always known it. Now he was staring at the screen, frozen and numb. The comment read: “Hey Nikhil…Heard u r here..Call me. 041743xxxx. And yea, don’t publish this comment!! ;) ” Nikhil’s mind raced into a flashback. The last time they had talked was 9 years ago, last day of their 12th Board Exams back in Mumbai. He had been searching for her on orkut and facebook for the past few years now. None of Shaili’s friends had her current number. She had probably kept herself out of contact with everyone she knew during those days. March 12, 2000. Hotel Ambience, Mulund, Mumbai. He rushed into the hotel, sternly looking at his watch. “Sorry, I am late.” She blushed, "641 sec to be exact. How could you, Nikku!" She herself had just made it seconds ago. But of course, she wasn't going to tell him t...

Mood: Obnoxiously Boastful, Obscurely Humorous. Fifty days into this new world, when I was too lazy to even think of a topic for my next post, my dear friend, Arshat has decided to bail me out. In a month of Indians winning BAFTAs and Oscars, I have been awarded something myself. Was a real experience, I tell you. Head held high, and with a weird accent like Freida Pinto's (Now two international superstars from the same suburb - Malad, Mumbai!) I answered all the questions posed by the international press. Feel free to mail me for the video of the red-carpet, people. While the name of the award might not be widely spoken about in your family yet, make sure your mom, dad and your galfirends, guyfriends come to know of me and my blog; Thanks.  For those who had missed the live telecast on Harryfication TV, here is an excerpt of what actually happened.: Arshat (Presenter) : "And the award for the Fucking Fabulous Blog goes to...Any guesses?? Yes! It's the bookies favorite...