Gappu Aur Kallu ki mulakat - Episode One

Gappu aur Kallu ki mulakat means 'Rendezvous of Gappu and Kallu'. Hope you are going to enjoy it. So here comes the...
EPISODE ONE

CHARACTERS:
Kallu - A young guy who is going to be married soon to a girl of his parents choice (and now his own too)
Gappu - Kallu's friend who is married for 3 years to a very very beautiful girl (who was his girl friend for 8 years before marriage)
[More on their characters in the episodes to come ;)This image has been created by Ambuj Joshi. You can visit his blog anytime to appreciate more of his artwork]

ACT:
[Kallu and Gappu meet after a few months in market and start gossiping about different things]

Kallu: Man! what have you told to Tikku about marriage, he's now scared to shit and have refused to marry for another five years.

Gappu: Don't laugh man! you're going to be married soon... then you'll be calling me from the bathroom and share your sad-stories with me.

Kallu: I don't understand... Sad stories??

Gappu: Yes my dear friend! no matter how much beautiful your wife is, you are going to get bored of her in six months. You don't believe me, ask Abhishek Bacchan.

Kallu: What are you saying brother? I man can never get bored of his wife. After all a man's libido never dies.

Gappu: Yes! but you can't eat same food daily to satisfy your appetite. For the first 2 months you are like one soul two bodies, always trying to be one body... all the time you are high, but after a period of six months a peck on a cheek is like climbing Mount Everest.

Kallu: How come? What brings so much of a change in so less of a time?

Gappu: Her policing... Where are you? Have you taken lunch? When are you coming home? Are you drinking? Are you smoking? Are you with those filthy friends of yours? Have you bought the curtains I have asked you for? Are they of the same color? ... and a ton of more such shitty questions which leave you with no time for yourself. What am I... her pet?

Kallu: But I guess this is because she cares? She loves you?

Gappu: No... more than that she HATES the idea of me enjoying with somebody 'else'. I am sure, every once in a while a wife dreams of her husband in the arms of another hot chick and that is the moment when she calls you... just to be sure.

Kallu: (smirking) that means you go around?

Gappu: (stoically) Do you think this little device (pointing towards cell phone) can let me go anywhere? Sometimes I think this thing has become another organ of mine. Bring me that jerk who invented this device. I severe, I'll kill him and if he is dead, I'll revive him to kill him again.

Kallu: I guess girls feel more secure when they are talking to a man over phone.

Gappu: Security? Yeah! Telephone is an assurance that the man is still under your control. It's like a collar in the dog's neck.

Kallu: Men are Dogs (Ha Ha Ha)

Gappu (laughs aloud) Yeah! so true. Stray dogs chained to their spouses (Ha Ha Ha)

Kallu: I think bro! you create a lot of fiasco about the marriage. You're exaggerating, it's not as hard if you just care about her.

Gappu: Care? Let me screw your 'care' thing. Suppose you are roaming with her in a mall. She is wearing this really hot dress and her bosom is ready to come out any time. And then out of no where some punks pass by squinting at her assets and commenting the same way you used to do when you were in college. Then what?

Kallu: I'll try to ignore it, thinking that they are just kids, I've also done a lot of that shit while I was in college or something like that.

Gappu: No man! she is your lady... How can you ignore this? Where is your "care" man! She might be expecting something from you. She may want you to do 'something', after all you are her MAN. You should do something heroic... kind of save her from the bad guys. That's another fantasy every woman have... 'Her man fighting 10-20 guys to save her from any damn thing'

Kallu: I'll bash the guys up.

Gappu: Hey! you ain't superman. You can't fight everybody in the street. Like you said earlier, Men are Dogs. How many of them would you stray off?

Kallu: I'll tell her not to waer such HOT dresses.

Gappu: Here... here you broke the ice... you blew the bubble here. Ha Ha. You can NEVER EVER tell her NOT to dress in a way she wants. This makes you narrow-minded... at least in her eyes :)

Kallu: (confusingly)This is very... weird.

Gappu: There is more to it. Throughout the way she'll keep telling you, "that man is not dressed well" or "The dress of that boy is really cool" or "the girl is looking really cheap in that dress" BUT man if she catches you having even a glimpse of a chick around you... then God save you that night.

Kallu: You are exaggerating again Gappu!

Gappu: Not at all man! moreover if she is looking at a jewelry item or a footwear, then be sure that she wants you to give that item as a surprise gift to her, and that also before you want to go to bed with her next time.

Kallu: (slapping his hand in the air) Beat it man! She is the house-holder so what if she wants something. You should be generous enough to give that.

Gappu: House-holder? Your own house becomes a hell once you are married. If your old ones have some problem with her, they'll never say this to her. They'll keep on squinting you or whispering in your ears, "Can't you handle her?", "Can't you tell her that this is not done". On the other hand, if she's not liking something about your mother, she'll not tell this to her mother-in-law, instead she'll tell you... YOU mother's son! What the 'F' man! Why don't they talk to each other directly, What am I? A kind of messenger or something?

Kallu: Gappu! the thing is they both love you a lot, that's why they are both jealous of each other. it's quite normal... just feminine.

Gappu: (throwing his hands up in the air) Yeah! the greatest irony of the life... Two females who claim to love you the most, make your life a living HELL.

Kallu: Whatever you say brother, one can not live without marriage.

Gappu: Sounds like... One can not live without sex. But trust me man, sex has nothing to do with the marriage...

Kallu: but love has...?

Gappu: Forget it! even 'love' has nothing to do with marriage. It's only a compromise. If two people, with nothing in common, just make themselves believe that "this is it, you have no way out, just bear it, keep smiling", then they are going to be called the good, happy couple. Otherwise, you know what...

Kallu: I agree... but there is something where I disagree... You said love has nothing to do with it. I guess 'no', as a few months back I had to stay in the hospital as I met an accident...

Gappu: Yes! I remember, I also visited you there

Kallu: ...Ya...there I saw a Man who was hardly more than 27 years, was having a number of multiple fractures through-out his body. And there was his wife, taking care of him, dressing him, feeding him and helping him in everything, as you could see he was not able to get out of his bed. Nobody was there to help her. Man's parents were too old to serve him. His siblings used to visit him often but... everybody is busy nowadays. She was about 24 or may be 25, but she was so selflessly serving her husband that I saw a lot of improvement in that man's condition in just a week. I stayed there for only one week. So what was it? Wasn't it love?

Gappu: These are the times for which we are forced by our parents to marry, if we are not interested in so called 'love' of our lives. Everybody is going to have ups and downs in the life. As human we are social animals, in our merry-times we need somebody to celebrate with and in our down-times we need somebody's shoulder to cry on. Friends are there, but they have their own lives, they can not be there forever. Parents grow old by the time you have to face the real difficulties of the life. At that time my dear friend! you feel the need for a partner. Who has time for you, shoulder for you plus the sex is bonus ;)
BUT
let me tell you a little secret... Men don't love, they just can NEVER EVER love. Their logical brains just can NOT interpret such a complex-out-of-logic thing called 'love'. They just get responsible, more 'loyal'... as you said, 'Men are dogs'
Thanks for keeping the patience to read this crap. It's OK even if you haven't read it completely, atleast you can appreciate the sketch above. The sketch have many sweet-sour memories associated with it. I really adore this item of my carton. Hope you'll like it too. Don't forget to post comments.

link to EPISODE TWO

Remote...control

Well! I was watching television at Didi's place and noticed that whenever we are watching television in a group (read in family) then there is a continuous fight for 'the' remote control. Why so? What do you think why everybody wants to keep that small box in their own hands? I think because everybody craves for control. Everybody wants to control the television. Everybody loves power and that small box known as 'remote control' gives you a sense of power, a power to control. That reminds me of a thought which says that we all are controlled. We all are in the illusion that everything is in our control and we can control it. We think that we can control everything, but can we? Put every question aside, just answer a simple question, can you control yourself? Well I was looking at my picture which was just a decade old. I saw that I had too much of hair over my head at that time. I was so lean and so young. I see at that picture and felt like that kid is dead. I am never going to be the one which I was ten years ago. I can't control it. I can't control even myself. I am being controlled and that makes me nostalgic. We spend all of our lives to get a little more control over our lives. Every bit of time we try to control the people around us, people we love, people we despise. But the irony is we are running behind our own tails. We are being... remote controlled. I don't know by whom.


Once more I have tried my hands on caricature. This time again the target is one of my colleague. Vaibhav Sharma is in my team and I am honored to have him by my side. He is the angry chimp of my team especially when it comes to girls. He just can't stand them but can't even live without them. That's why is also known as 'The Terrorist'. A rash driver, a defected piece, a slide mind but overall a good friend.

A serious one

'Srimad Bhagwad Gita' is one of my favorite books. I was reading it lately and a thought crossed my mind that the terrorists who like to be called as 'jehadis' must be teaching the same things to their pupils. Sri Krishna kept telling Arjun to stand and fight throughout the tome. Arjun being a great warrior killed millions in that war. I wonder, if my favorite book can brain-wash some innocent child, into being a terrorist or like that. Then I reckon that, besides telling his friend to fight, the Lord also told Arjun to stand for the righteous, he also told him the deep secrets of life, the ultimate truths of soul and a lot more which only a person with the true wisdom can tell. So I conclude that 'Srimad Bhagwad Gita' is the book of an ultimate source of knowledge, now it depends on the person how he/she wants to take it. If you get brainwashed by reading a granth like this or Holy Quran or Bible then, it is you who is to be blamed or the person who taught you this. Sorry for being so serious. Next time I'll try to be more funny... more like... 'me'
One Life... Why so serious? Enjoy!


This time I am posting my version of 'Arjun'. Anatomically, this sketch is NOT as good, but I felt good when I drew it... that was a long time ago.

So you got time to remember me?

Have you ever faced this situation? I am sure you must have? OK. So I called one of my friends after a long time and instead of telling me that how she was or asking me how I was, she started cursing me. "So you got time to remember me? Haan Haan humein toh yaad hi nahi karta... hum toh dost hi nahi hain tere? [Ya Ya you don't remember me... I am not friend of yours]. We talked for about 5 minutes and all she did was to make me feel that I have done a terrible mistake by calling her. I don't understand why people do so. Instead of spending the time in asking about the person, these people waste their own and other person's time in lamenting about the past. I have one relative of mine [I won't name her]. She and her daughter are dexterous in this thing. I hardly have a chance to talk to them on phone. And believe my word, I am thankful to lord that I don't talk to them much. But whenever you call them, they'll start with all this bullshit and they can give you loads of it. Whether you talk for 1 minute or 1 hour, you have to pass through this mental torture each and every time. Through out the call they'll complain you about how irresponsible or heartless person you are. Or how much they have missed you. Or why you haven't called. But tell me, if they have missed me so very much then why haven't THEY called. I guess people do this, because they don't want the other person to start this. Because whoever starts first holds the upper hand. The game goes like this I guess. I hate this. This way people don't show that they care a lot, instead they waste the little time they could have spent asking for the wellness.


For quite some time, I was busy with the designing stuff and haven't got much time to draw. So this time, instead of any sketch, I am pasting some of the designs which got boxed down. These are in the trash-bin now and I am banging my head on my MacBook to churn out some new layouts. For a father, each of his children is equal, similarly for a creator, each of his creation is a master-piece. I don't expect you to like these pieces out of my carton... but your comments or critics are most welcome :) Have Fun!

India in 1835 and now in saggi jeans

Once more I encountered this piece of article... "India in 1835". I am proud that my India was having such a great culture. I was also reading an article in the newspaper which was related to 'saggy jeans' [Saggi jeans are the jeans which are even lower than the low-waist-jeans, so in a way they show most of your 'behind']. USA is going to ban those kind of jeans in their country. I hear it a lot that we Indians are following Americans all the time. We follow them in each and every kind of deed. They say the new generation is very much influenced by the western culture. Well I ask all my fellow Indians who is to be blamed? the new generation? Get Out!!! It's not the new kids who are to be blamed it's our ancestors. Our fathers, grandfathers, grand-grandfathers and forefathers, because they were the people who first fell for the western influence. If they were NOT influenced by the western culture back in the history, then our country would still have been a country rich of it's own culture. We have always been influenced by the western cultures since ages; so why blame new generations. The new generation is just following the legacy 'to follow the foreigners' which they have got in heritage. And I must say that they are following their forefathers very very honestly.
But as they say,"An old man gives good advice in order to console himself for no longer being able to set a bad example." That's exactly what our old men are doing. They are cursing the new-generation, because they want to hide their own mistake of following the foreigners. If you say this is not true, then I ask you that why was I fined in the school for NOT speaking in English. I was punished because my past generation believes that anything which is foreign is good. Our parents or the people of their ages or beyond have always made us believe, that whatever is imported is more worthy. We are just following our parents like good kids. That's our culture.

A bumpy ride on the edge

One more Monday... Normally it's impossible to enter a blog entry on a Monday, as Mondays are the busiest of the days, but somehow I have got time today. I wanted to say 'Luckily I got time...', but the thing is that, in these days of recession having free time in office is a quite dangerous thing. If you are blogging and that too from the office then that means your job is definitely in jeopardy. But then, this is life in a cartoon's way... 'A Bumpy Ride On The Edge'. A number of confusions, needs and compromises are going on but again this is life and I guess these 'things' are never going to seize, they will keep on coming, with different looks and different sizes.

What would you do, if you have got a complex mathematical equation to solve and you don't know the exact formula to solve it?
Option A: Keep on doing hit and trail to create your own formula
Option B: Look towards your nearby sheet for help
Option C: Leave the question and go out to have some air
Option D: Leave the question and start whining (or crying)

This question has nothing to do with Mathematics. This is a question which life presents us with everyday, ever moment. None of the options above is wrong, it's just that, whatever option we choose, defines our nature, our behavior, our ideas about living, or our... Attitude. Try to keep it positive. Have Luck!


The item which I have brought out of my carton today is again 'Hanuman' ji in some angry mood. I like drawing Bajrangbali because, He gives me too many options to explore. You can draw a great physique, can play with the hairs, can put some comic-put with the tail, you don't have to care much about face and above all, you get the blessings of the Lord. So go ahead and try it youself... Jai Bajrangbali :)

Cartoon was busy lately

It's been quite a while since I have added any entry to my blog... A lot happened during this period which kept me busy. My bro got hit [no.. no.. he's not a celebrity]. He just met an accident on 20th last month. I know he is a rash driver, but cursing him is not going to do any good to him or us. So lets cut the crap, he is now on bed with two screws in his left leg. Recovering fast... he's the man!
I also went to Salasar, Rajasthan to pay my obeisances to 'balaji' and had my head shaved too ;) [don't give me a look like I have put shit on my head].
Recession has affected the whole world. Sometimes I doubt that, is there really some slump going on or is it some kind of strategy which our so called 'bosses' have invented to fill in their pockets instead ot ours? Anyways this tragedy hit some of my chimps too :( There was a lots of politics, conspiracies, gossips, bitching and back-biting while all this laying off was going on and I was sincerly involved in all that. Ha! These all things have kept me busy lately.


I drew this while traveling to Salasar. I figured out that it's difficult to draw in a moving car. I 'll never try that again :P This time scanner didn't work as it used to and I used a different image editing software to clear the image. In conclusion, I messed this image up... but I wanted to share it, so enjoy and shoot me with your critics :) Jai Bajrang bali! God Bless you All!

Cartoon trying hands on caricature

Caricature (pronounced as CARE-ick-ture) is a portrait that exaggerates or distorts the essence of a person or thing to create an easily identifiable visual likeness, or in literature, a description of a person using exaggeration of some characteristics and oversimplification of others.
Recently I bumped into this cool website which was full of caricatures. I'm still drooling over it. I have always been a fan of cartoonists or specifically caricaturists since my childhood. I remember names like Shekhar Gurera, SaranDeep, Lata, R K Laxman, Ninan and many more which I have seen and waited for on the Newspapers and Magazines. I have loved their creations and was always impressed. So now I myself tried my hands on this form of art. Do tell me should I try more or do I really suck on this.


The subject which I have taken into account is my Sys-Ops guy. There is a word famous about him in our office. Whenever Sanjeev is on your seat, your machine is really in 'Danger' Ha! There is a very funny line related to Windows. "If the problem is small... Restart, and if it is big... Reinstall". I guess Sanjeev follows this too well ;) no offence.

I know love hurts... so what?

Once more, the same ol' topic of times...Love hurts... it hurts like anything... It gives you all the pain in the world, but then it's the fastest healer too. Ya! ya! I know time is the greatest healer... that's why I said 'fastest' not the greatest you dumbhead!. When I look around I find everybody in this pain. Everybody is hurt for the love of something or somebody. Vaibhav is ready to kill for it[not in the literal sense], Madhu is waiting for it, Manveen has lost it[or found it? nevermind!] and even the macho-man Harry is sad due to this; It's all love. These all chimps sit and pretend to work in the same office in which I am. If you know that you have got your love [and I am NOT talking about your girlfriend/boyfriend only] at your side, then nothing can stop you from being happy. But does it last forever? I doubt that. But you know, we 'humans' are a bunch of hypocritical animals. Whenever love hurts us, we try to find it in some other things, in a way we all change our so called 'love' time to time, day by day, but then nobody can love something for ever. If it were true then I still would have been loving my 'toy-horse' which my Masiji [My Ma's sister] gifted me when I was three. 'Love' changes, we do it, to overcome the pain begetted by the last 'love' of ours.
So guys if you think you are in real pain, then tell yourself, that it's time for a change. Start loving my blog [and post some 10 comments everyday] OTHERWISE do what I did, Go get it!



This time I am posting a religious kind of item. I drew this on the special suggestion of Vinay Thakur [another chimp!] when we were in the first year of B.Tech. I am posting 'Vishnu ji' this time because I really want him to bestow his blessings on you, so that you all can have the courage to claim your love or to start loving my blog. It's now your call!

Jai Ho!

This is the time when India is enjoying (and few are cursing) the fact that 'Slumdog Millionaire' has won 8 Oscars. I am really proud and happy for A. R. Rehman. I have always adored his music. He must be enjoying the winning of two oscars and my roommate Narin is enjoying his engagement ;) Yeah! Yeah! he got engaged. This happened on Saturday. While I was watching DevD and fantasizing, he was actually talking to 'his girl for life'. He seemed happy when he talked to me, but like any other guy, he was afraid as his days of freedom are going to be over soon. With such a large circle of friends as he has got... this is really an issue for consideration, but life is a set of changes. 'We have been roommates for about eight years, now it's going to change', I told him. He said, 'It will take at least an year and maybe, by then you'll be married too. We'll continue to go for family tours.' Ha! we all keep on planning, through out our lives. Even when we die, a millions of plans remain unattended in our minds. So many plans and so many failures. So much pain. In short, throughout our lives we plan to get hurt.
Cartoons don't plan, they go with the wind. They are just a window to whatever has happened or is happening around, with no future and... no plan.

The College Library is best place to see the blooming of half of the college love affairs. You doubt that? Remember your college library or go to your college library [if you are still student], you'll find the topper of your class touching the guy besides her carelessly, at places and vice-versa ;)