"Qu'ils mangent de la brioche"

was gonna blog of the heat and the psycho dude run-in at the signal. but ive just got an old friend on orkut(still cant believe i started, was always against it). anyways reminded me of the time when we were hungry and it was "let them eat cake!"

{trippin on audioslave - ur time has come, geez morello u rock!!!}

it was the early 90s, when i was still kinda young. every sat after classes we wud go straight to church (i was kinda good then, the horns still quite make their appearance). one saturday, we decided not to attend service. tired n hungry, we made our way to the Don Bosco kitchen. mmm chai!! hot even!!(sounds goldilocksy here) the chai was amazing. slightly refreshed we sat and chatted. waited for mass to finish and made our way home.

the following saturday, we decided to cut service again and made our way up to the fathers' refectory. now these guys kno how to eat. so the bananas, biscuits, bread and a whole jar of jam disappeared. we snuck out.

the weekend after the biscuit caper, we got hungrier. whats that? "GULA" you say, perhaps.

we got bolder. this time after sneaking into the fathers refectory we found cake. it was a thank you cake. oooooooo!! hunger can do such things to ones mind. we looked at the cake, we looked in the refrigerator. we looked back at the cake. we looked on the counter. we looked back at the cake. the cake beckoned so. we were young and impressionable and hungry. so we did what any self respecting hungry person would do, we took the cake.

as we were lifting the box, the gurkha(his name:ganesh) found us. he wanted to shine in the eyes of father(crap i forget his name). we walked with ganubhai and i still had the box in hand. he didnt notice it. my mad friend aka madman3 tried talkin to ganubhai. i attempted to blend with the shadows(successful attempt at that). and made my way to a low point in the barrier wall. i jumped, cake n all. madman3 found me later, he was laffin. he made his great escape by talkin his way out. we go back to my building to find only two of the fellas there. so one cake into 4 huge pieces.

good God our stomachs hurt like heck the next day.