Showing posts with label Delhi. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Delhi. Show all posts

November 02, 2010

At Delhi Airport #1

Airports are a place for great meditation. Also good for studying human nature. Such wonderful insights.

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October is over. You know what that means, don't you?

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Kids in our country are treated like little kings and queens. One tantrum here and one whimper there and mummy-papa rush to pacify the kid. The kid ofcourse can have anything. Kids are luckiest people I tell you!

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Punjabi people, my god, they love talking. Irritatingly so.


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China copied the tubes from London and India(Delhi) from them both. Why am I not surprised? Even Delhi airport eerily reminded me of China airport. Where's the creativity dude? Soon we'll have same looking airports all over the world!


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Important advice for females: Always wear flats when travelling. Your feet, babydoll, will thank you.

I have almost completely stopped wearing heels since the accident. Been almost 11 months now. Don't miss them as much as I thought I would. But you know, heels give you a kind of confidence, a certain edge. I mean, if you can manage to walk and look graceful with those pencil heels, you must be awesome, right?

But woman, do not slouch, please? That's sacrilege! Heels are supposed to make you look confident and hot and statuesque and graceful and all those wonderful things. Slouchy? Not! If you are going to drag your half-dead body around like that, just throw away those bloody heels already!


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This is what I love about travel. It gives you a chance to meet new different people. People from all walks of life. Lovely.


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Delhi women, they are hot. Not all ofcourse. But most women are hot. But the hot ones are hot only till they open their mouth and then damn! All hotness goes *poof*


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If I was a guy I wouldn't marry a Delhi girl. I'd like to marry a Bangalore girl however. Or even a Mumbai girl.

Yes, I sometimes think about marrying women.

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Delhi men, as expected, pointy shoes and gelled, almost ridiculously spiked hair. Meh. No like.

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And will someone just slap these Delhi guys? They stare at you like their daddy dearest bought you from Razori garden solely for their viewing pleasure!

Someone needs to teach Delhi men, nay, all Indian men how to stare. We like you checking us out, but can't you be a bit classy about it? Huh?

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Punjabi women I have realised are very hot when young. Beautiful flawless complexions, nice features and well-endowed bosoms. But good lord, they age so bad!

All those creamy lassis and butter naans and aloo kulchas seem to take toll post-marriage. Not hot.


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Delhi at this time of the year made me feel like its national pastime is marriage and weddings. Everyone talks about weddings and jewellery and this and that. I agree, it's totally unfair of me to comment when I haven't even seen 1% of Delhi.

But when did I let that stop me from making biased uninformed ignorant remarks? Delhi is flashy and full of wannabe brides. There!