The idiot on Radio

I was listening to Radio One yesterday, while driving to office. RJ Prithvi was at his regular jab-jab. A competition was on, as usual. Tickets for "3 idiots" were given out to the person who claimed to be the best idiot of all.

Prithvi was on air with a caller. The conversation went on like this.

Prithvi: Hi there. You have to prove that you are the "best" idiot of all.

Caller: Sure. I have a question for you.

Prithvi: Sure. Go on.

Caller: Every now and then you keep telling on air - "You are listening to Radio one". I really don't have a clue, how you realised, sitting at the radio station, that I am listening to you?

Prithvi: You are not just an idiot, but a smart idiot.

And declared him the winner. Witty guy, indeed!

Finally!!

3 years back, when Harsha packed up a cooker with him for his second UK trip, we (as in V5) weren’t sure if all us could or would ever shack-up again.
Forgot shacking up, till date we haven’t met up in full strength.

Come August, this may be possible, thanks to the onsite boys going out of their way to make it happen. I so very wish it would be just were we left off. Since then, obesity, defunct lungs/liver, and not to forget receding hairlines may have changed our health/appearance, but sure when we meet up the odd sense of alienation won't affect us.

As the angrezis are coming down on a very tight schedule, we are presently struggling to finalize a trip to get "wasted". Hope things go well on this, and the other important plans for the boys are not affected...

Somehow, when I think about this, Sid’s dialogue in DCH keeps ringing at the back of my head –

"saal mein theen baar to kyaa... dus saal mein ek baar bhi milnaa mushkil ho jayega."