Posted by: uNbReAkAbLe | January 1, 2012

2011 in review

The stats helper monkeys prepared a 2011 annual report for this blog.

Here’s an excerpt:

A New York City subway train holds 1,200 people. This blog was viewed about 4,000 times in 2011. If it were a NYC subway train, it would take about 3 trips to carry that many people.

Click here to see the complete report.

Posted by: uNbReAkAbLe | January 2, 2011

2010 in review

The stats helper monkeys at mulled over how this blog did in 2010, and here’s a high level summary of its overall blog health:

Healthy blog!

The Blog-Health-o-Meter™ reads This blog is doing awesome!.

Crunchy numbers

Featured image

A Boeing 747-400 passenger jet can hold 416 passengers. This blog was viewed about 5,000 times in 2010. That’s about 12 full 747s.


In 2010, there was 1 new post, growing the total archive of this blog to 40 posts.

The busiest day of the year was January 21st with 89 views. The most popular post that day was Mother…m lyk u…!!.

Where did they come from?

The top referring sites in 2010 were,,,, and

Some visitors came searching, mostly for missing you, boy and girl symbol, buckets, boy symbol, and missing you pictures.

Attractions in 2010

These are the posts and pages that got the most views in 2010.


Mother…m lyk u…!! January 2010


Girls,girls……………..more girls!!! October 2008


IIT Delhi ~ So far So good! July 2008




QUOTA SYSTEM -The division August 2008

Posted by: uNbReAkAbLe | January 21, 2010

Mother…m lyk u…!!

It was exam time and exam time meant studies. It also meant that a much needed break from studies was just around the corner. It is for this break that every student studies.

“…just a few days more and then I’ll go back home and enjoy.!” thought Prateek while studying for the last examination.

But as every student does, he felt asleep, just to wake up after 3 hrs to know that he was suffering from fever.

“Bhai, lets go see a doc.!” Rahul, his roommate observed.

They went to a doctor. There they diagnosed the illness as tonsils and some infection. The medicines were issued and were taken as per the recommendation. But, then, he felt nothing more than some temporary relief.

So, he went again and this time the doctor diagnosed Steven Johnson Syndrome.

It meant he was allergic to certain drugs. He suddenly remembered his mother, who was also suffering from the same illness.

And he smiled, dialed his mother’s number and when he heard..

“Hello Beta!”

He said,” Mother, I’m like you.”

PS: This post is dedicated to all the Steven Johnson Syndrome suffers and to my mother who is one of them.

PS:rock on !!!

Posted by: uNbReAkAbLe | November 15, 2009


” Are you right when EVERYONE is wrong?”

This is what I thought when I realized that everyone else drinks.

They say some drink to remember, some drink to forget. But what about the person who doesn’t drink?

Isn’t there any other way to remember or forget without spoiling your body.? Yeah,  I agree that ‘some’ drinking won’t spoil anything.

But when someone drinks to forget, they don’t drink ‘some’. They drink until they forget how to drink..!

Even when someone drinks to remember, they just don’t remember what they did when they were drunk..!

People drink even on the dry day.! They act as if they can’t survive without alcohol..! Whisky is the favourite, Vodka comes second coz of its smell and is costlier. Beer is for the starters.
The snacks can’t be forgotten. You would at least need about 5-6 big potato chips packets. Enjoyment is a feature of these alcoholic gettos and thus its not necessary to drink it neat since there are cold drinks and soda to accompany.

These were just the props. The aftereffects??

People drink to the out-of-their-control state. And the worst part? They vomit everything out.! and its not very delightful to even watch.

What happens actually is that the alcohol when consumed burns or com-busts inside the body and when the energy produced becomes too much it comes out with everything..!

The whole getto costs about 1000-1500 INR at minimum depending upon which brand and what type of alcohol you consume. The aftereffects are mostly observable. And when you are into yourself you forget everything you did, although they are not worth remembering. They are too eeeewww… to be seen.!

But then, everyone around is ‘trying’ it out, although this is nowhere near trying out. Its gone far beyond..!

People who don’t drink are becoming less. I thought I was right, not drinking it. But then are you right, when  EVERYONE is wrong?

Its like you are surrounded by drunken people and you began to think :


Posted by: uNbReAkAbLe | October 11, 2009

Girls: Are you sure??

When I was thinking over this topic, I knew what I was writing about. But then, when I wrote it all, I wasn’t sure!

You can’t be!

When you are thinking about a girl, you are never sure!! Well, ‘thinking’ is just one thing.

You are not sure even when you write,talk, listen, read, drink, eat, watch,breathe etc about girls.

Oh! Oh! I’m even not sure about how to do half of the things I mentioned above.!!

But then, as boys are, I tried to be sure. So, I tried to do some ‘research’. I wonder if all the boys do it but I am sure that they all will agree on this.

I got to know that, it’s not only the boys who are not sure about girls. Instead, the reasearch in itself gave me a reason. The conclusion of the research was very funny but, as a matter of fact, is true.

Let me be SURE(shoaar :P) about this that i’m not accusing anyone here.
It is what it is!!!

And  the other person not sure about a girl is, off course,without doubt, the girl herself..!! :O

Want some proof!! I got it for you.

  • You want a guy to be serious for you, if at all, but when a guy happens to be, he is IGNORED.
  • And if you say you are the other type, why then when a guy flirts or tries to flirt, you go ‘ eeeEEEWWWWW!! How cheap..!!’
  • Keep on cursing the boys. ‘Boys are this,boys are that and all of them are the same.’
    But then why always end up dating a guy?

    This above fact might not be true for the dating thing, but for sure every girl starts liking a guy one day..!
    Or may be not…
    You know what I mean..? :P

  • Confused, if someone asks something. I mean when it is not thought of.
    Lets take an example. And this is a real life example, not including me.

    ‘Hey Riya! I needed to talk.’

    ‘Yeah Rahul. Say it.’

    ‘Well,umm…I love you.’

    ‘Oh!’ Now what to say? :O

    After few seconds of being in a shock and not even thinking about what to say,she opens up again.

    ‘I…I’msorry Rahul,but I never thought about you like that.’ So think!!When do you really do that??!!??

    After some time, when the boy is ignored for a few days, the girls actually realizes the truth. She actually doesn’t like ignoring him! But , instead, she likes him!
    So, she finds a suitable situation, she finally talks to him.

    ‘ HEy Rahul?’

    ‘ I wonder if I should say this or not….’ still not sure..? ‘…but, I wanted to tell this to you.’

    ‘yes Riya…go on.’

    ‘Ilove you too.’

But you may still say, “It was a happy ending afterall.” :)

Well, yes. But life would be a little less miserable for everyone,if you be sure.
I say everyone, because even boys would feel better. ;)

To say the least, it’s not unknown, that boys have a tendency to think about girls. Yes , we think about you, but we are sure about what we are thinking about you, what our feelings are, but not about what you think.

And to end it, as every girl realizes in the end(I suppose!), not every guy is same as no girl is..!

PS:I wonder I am still confused about them :P

PS:Will girls comment on this one?

PS:I would love to see some.  :P

PS:T20 CHAMPIONS LEAGUE TAGLINE SHOULD BE CHANGED FROM “diwali hogi cup wali” TO “cup wahan hoga jahan na hogi diwali” :P

PS: This joke sucked but it criticised ;)

PS:rock on!!!

Posted by: uNbReAkAbLe | September 26, 2009

Run away WITH hope…!

Not everytime you get a opportunity  to  help. As bloggers, we can help and WordPress has done a very good job for it. It has provided a new widget called the SocialVibe..! We bloggers can help by atleast placing this widget on our blog for the readers to help. So, this is an urge for my readers to help, if they can and even to all bloggers to help. !!!AND….ITS FREE..!!!!!

It has been a long time since Ramesh and Asha were in love..! They both worked together in a call center. That is where they found love. That is where they met each other. It wasn’t love at first sight but they took their time and thus they became more determined and more sure about their love.

But it had been a long time now. Asha’s parents wanted her to get married now. They didn’t really liked her to work in the call center and specially at night after all the wrong news coming through about the safety at night for the call center women.

So, Asha ‘troubled’ Ramesh.

“Talk to my parents na.”

“I will one day.”

“And when will this day come?” She really wanted him to talk.!

“Someday. Can’t you have some patience?”

“What patience Ramesh? My parents are trying to get me married. I just want you to talk to them about it or else someone else will marry me.”

“Alright. I will come to your home tomorrow then.”

“really?” Why do no girl believe?

And so, as he promised, Ramesh went to Asha’s home.

“So, you work with Asha.?” Was that a question or just a reminder?

“yes sir.”



“Speak up boy. Why are you here?”

“I want to marry your daughter.”

“And why would I agree with you?” He was so cold. Wasn’t he?

“Because sir, we both love each other.”

“Do you even know what love is ?”

“What kind of question is it sir?” He was determined to make him loose.

“A simple, straight question. Isn’t it? You don’t have an answer. Do you?”

“I..I have one. For me love is the feeling which keeps you keeping your lover happy.”

“Well..I dont agree.”

“Then, what for you is love?”

“Thats none of your business and that not important. Whats important is you should better leave.”

“What about our marriage?”

“Ashutosh.!Ashutosh.!….” he shouted for Asha’s brother.”….escort him out please.”

Ramesh just smiled on this. He could do nothing. He just had to go with all his dreams shattered. He now only knew that he was not going to marry Asha. He lost all hope. 

As he was going out, he almost cried.

“Seems like you love sis very much.” Ashutosh observed.

“Yes. I do. I really do.”

“Then why losing hope?” Is this what he was supposed to say?

“Are you kidding me.? You saw what your father did. Didn’t you?”

“yeah I did. He is against cross caste marriage actually. Thats why he did that.”


“Don’t lose hope.”

“Then what should I do?”

“Run away with hope.!” As he said that, he handed over two tickets to Ramesh. And he continued.

“Asha is waiting for you at the railway station. She talked to father about you today and knew what was going to happen. The train is half an hour from now, so you better hurry. “

“Really?” Its not only the girls who don’t believe. :P

“Yeah.!now go and RUN AWAY with HOPE.”

PS: for those who didn’t get what I was talking about….Asha is the hindi word for hope. ;)

PS:Now you got it…right?

PS:SO, run away wid hope. ;)

PS:I  wish even the Ugandan children RUn AWAy WITH hope :)

PS: rock on!!

Posted by: uNbReAkAbLe | May 15, 2009





I am very a poor guy. I have only one FZR and that was also gifted to me by my father, something like one year back. The government has raised petroleum prices, thus forcing me to stop following girls on the road. Ten girlfriends left me because of this shortage of money and now I only have 5 left. :(

Previously, I used to buy original DVDs, but now I can only afford to buy C.Ds. I used to party every night, but now they happen only alternate days.

Believe me, I am getting bankrupt. I have only a million left with me and I  have to pass 4 years of my college life.! Parth is my friend and he has promised to help me and thus will give me 1 paisa/click (how selfish!) on his blog that is outlooking life, so please please please read his blog and help me.

I hope you will read his blog more often just because you want to help me, although he writes crap.!



THANK YOU VERY MUCH PARTH FOR DOING THIS FOR ME.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               PS: don’t mention that my friend :P                                                  
PS:atlast I am able to update.
PS: next update coming in one day..

PS: rock on!! and plz do help th poor. :P

Posted by: uNbReAkAbLe | March 16, 2009


This is some serious issue. Don’t laugh out on this one please. :P

Water,the resource which is said to be the potential reason for another world war, is turning more and more precious. And once a thing starts becoming precious, it becomes a status symbol.

India, specially Madhya Pradesh, is facing this problem of water scarcity. So, this is what I think can happen in a few years, not only in India, but anywhere in the world. And mind it, the characters do not neccesarily belong to India. :P


” Bye Honey! Will be back at seven.”

“Honey, you are forgetting something.”

And Mr.Lambert moved towards his wife. NO! They didn’t kiss! THey had something much more important. Mrs. Lambert handed him two buckets.

“Get them filled so that we are free for a month atleast.”


Mr.Lambert picks up the newspaper kept on his office desk. It read:

“…Government ready to bring up a law by which the filmmakers will not be able to show water in the film.”

“…the movie ‘WATER’ ‘s CD’s and DVD’s will not be available until they change the title of the movie.”

“….government lowers pricesof water. Good news for the citizens, although at the time of elections, that the water would be availableat Rs. 50/litre, Rs 2/litre less.”


Mr.Lambert goes back home with two buckets full of water as he promised. While on the move, he is stopped by a group of boys.

“Open the doors. QUICK!!” One of them ordered and showed a gun.

Mr.Lambert, horrified, quickly opened the door. The boys got in. They saw one wallet lying and two buckets full of water.

As expected they took away the buckets and left the wallet.

Mr.Lambert, dissapointed, went back to his home. Her wife waiting for him. She didn’t see the buckets.

“What happened dear?”

He explained everything.

“Don’t worry we will register F.I.R and we will get the water back soon and we can take buckets back by the insurance money.”

PS: we STILL write here.

PS: its just that it was too long.

PS: rock on!!

Posted by: uNbReAkAbLe | January 26, 2009

Just another Birthday..!!


It was his birthday today. It was his 20th birthday. He had waited for this day for one year as everyone does. But this was special. He had always waitedfor this birthday to come. And he had always hoped that this will be good.

As the clock struck 00:00 hrs, phone calls started. He tried to attend every phone call. The ones who found it difficult to call because of balance or congestion, had sent him an s.m.s. Even people who he never expected to call, wished him. But still he waited. He waited for the whole day.

Every hour passed and he everytime cursed the telecom service for congestion. He hoped that because of congestion, it is not possible to call. And also that because of the congestion, her s.m.s has still not been delivered.

He waited. He saw the seconds pass away too quickly. He still waited. Waited for a call or a message. Waited for 24 hours. Calls kept coming in. Gifts kept coming in. It was his day. Everyone was celebrating for him. Wishing him whatever he wanted. But wishes didn’t came true.!

No call, not even a message from her. He was sad and worried and a little bit angry too. He didn’t tell this to anyone. He just smiled and made people think that he was happy.

When he told a friend, the friend suggested that she might be busy. Another one suggested that she might have a problem. But he just thought,

…whatever the case may be, she should have atleast messaged atleast when I am eager to be the first person to wish her even though her birthday is always a ‘congestion day’ “

PS: One sentimental post, I guess.

PS: Feeling good after writing it.

PS: Thanks for the suggestion buddy..!

PS: best b’day msg I got…

How do you expect me to remember your birthday, when you never look any older….HAPPY BIRTHDAY

Posted by: uNbReAkAbLe | January 4, 2009

Indore to Shivpuri with Imran Khan_______II

“anyways I am Imran Khan” He said with a smile.

“I am Parth Walunjkar”

Not many people I am with on my way to home have been telling there names. May be I am a lil’ scary.!

“where are you heading to?” He genuiningly asked.

“Gwalior. AND you?”


“I am a student. What do you do?”

“I am a mechanic. Come to shivpuri and ask for Imran. Everyone know me there.” Wasn’t that too much!

“oh good.! So, you work for any company or you got your own workshop.”

“No I work for someone.”


“Anyways Prath bhai. you were right saying that we are the one to blame.”

“Its parth.”

“Oh sorry! Parth bhai. you were right.”

“Yeah. But who cares to think this way. we just blame everyone else and away as soon as we can.”

“hmmm….quiet right. This is what happens every now and then in India. We get bombed somewhere or the other and the blame game starts. “

“Hindus blaming muslims for the blast but I suspect if there are hindus involved.!”

“In this mumbai attacks also??”

“Yeah may be.”

” i tell you .there may be only muslims in those attacks. I hate muslims because of this.” I was surprised to hear those words from a muslim.

“you are also a muslim. right?”

“yeah I am. But the point is those terrorists aren’t muslims then. Because my religion isn’t the one which teaches all this. My most friends are hindu. you know shivpuri is a place with hindus in majority. So, its obvious. But I fear even my friends might have doubt on me, just because I am a muslim, just because the terrorists are muslims.” Impressed!!!

“may be you are right.”

“Prath bhai…” Again PRATH! “….I haven’t studied much but I can still sense what people think.”

“I don’t get you.”

“I am muslim knowing this you also would be thinking about me as an alien.” Was I ?

“No . NO .no…Don’t think like that.Anyways change the topic. How much have you studied?”

“uptill 8th.”

“why not more?”

“i wasn’t good at study and I wanted to do something good. So, I started this.”

“good.! But imagine if you were an engineer! It would have been much better isn’t it?”

“I don’t think so.”


“coz i once met an engineer who wasn’t able to solve the very lil problem which is the daily problem for us.”

“you haven’t seen good engineers then.”

“But still I think, PRATH bhai, even if I dont know how to work on a computer, i would be able to work ob it just that my speed will be less.” Hearing this, my mind got an Idea! An imaginary bulb shone bright over my head!!’*’

“Look, Imran bhai, today the world is fast. Time is more precious than money! So, if given something to finish we have to finish that work quickly. And this is what you can get with studying.”

“hmm…you talk right. Actually, even I want to study but I dont where from?”

“Go for NIOS.”


I explained all about NIOS to him. He was quiet convinced hearing it.

“Prath bhai, should I say one thing?”

“yeah, go on.”

“By the way you talk, you look to be one who will be successful.”

“oh..thanks” I said smiling. One comment I will look whenever I am down.

We talked about each other than. He told me he had a family. And that he had someone who he loves. And that he had told his parents about this. I wonder if  I would have the guts to do this!

He told me about shivpuri and his area. Everybody knew him there and even the influential personalities.

I  found a new friend in him. He wasn’t into his school life, but he was much more sensible from many who are PhDs. He knew his job best. As Shivpuri came, he invited me for tea.

“But bus wouldn’t stop buddy.!”

“Don’t worry ’bout it”

“why?” Hearing this he told something to a person standing beside him. That person went on to the bus driver and came back.

“Now it wont go until you drink tea.”

“what did you do?”

“that person went up to the driver and just asked him if he wants to still run his buses through shivpuri.” oohh!

We had tea together. As promised by Imran, tea was delicious. I am not a tea enthuciast but sometimes I too drink tea nd specially it is this good.

Tea was over and finally our journey together was also over. Not many times you meet starngers and in about 7-8 hours you make friends with them. It happened to me once and I don’t think it will happen to me again. Thank you IMRAN.



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