Fucking River Rats!!

Aunty (about 10000)
Smoker (15000)
Drunk (about 25000)
Me (10000)
Young Guy (loads)
Aunty’s friend
(About 18000)
Unknown (no idea)
Never Play (no idea)
New Guy (20000)

Small Blind: 100
Big Blind: 200
Min. Buy in: 10,000

Notable hands/things:

1. Friendly table, everyone comes in for 200.
2. Almost all hands with everyone seeing the flop
3. Drunk guy does not like to fold
4. Young guy is a good player … comes in for 200 folds after flop
5. Stupid bets after flop. No consideration of pot size.
   
   Hand 1:
   
   Everyone in for 200
   Flop: 5,8,10 offsuit
   
   Aunty bets, Smoker calls, Drunk Calls
   
   Turn: 4
   Aunty bets, smoker raises, Drunk calls, aunty folds.
   
   River: 5
   Aunty cringed - the person standing close to her asks – she whispers she that she had a ‘5’. I heard that and I am pretty sure almost everyone heard that.
   
   The smoker bets. The drunk calls.
   
   Show of cards: Smoker 7, 8
   Drunk K, 8
   
   Hand 2:
   
   Again almost everyone in
   
   Flop: Offsuit with highest card 10.
   
   Drunk bets, Aunty’s friend raises, everyone folds, drunk calls
   
   Turn: 4
   
   Drunk bets, Aunty’s friend raises, Drunk calls.
   
   River: A
   
   Drunk bets, Aunty’s friend calls
   
   Show of cards:
   Drunk: A, 4
   Aunty’s friend: shows just the 10.
   
   Hand 3:
   
   Aaah, again everyone except me in for 200
   I had J8
   
   Flop: 9,10,Q
   
   Aunty bets, smoker calls, drunk raises, aunty calls, smoker calls
   
   Turn: J
   
   Aunty bets high, smoker calls, drunk re raises, aunty bets, smoker bets
   
   River: immaterial
   
   High betting all round. I think aunty all in.
   
   Show of cards: Aunty J, 8
   Smoker: stupid 2 pair!!!!
   Drunk: A 8 (got lucky again!!)
   
   Split pot.
   
   Hand 4:
   
   Drunk fights with smoker. Top pair vs lower trip.
   
   
   
   My Hand 1:
   
   After all this – I get A 10.
   
   I raise the pot 2000.
   Everyone goes out – aunty comes in.
   
   Little surprised
   
   Pot of some 5000+
   
   Flop has A J 7
   
   Aunty checks
   I bet 2500 – to test water
   Aunty surprised by the bet … gets disappointed – but puts in money.
   
   Turn: 2
   
   Aunty checks again
   I bet 3500.
   Aunty very disappointed – says she knows what I have – I say its pretty obvious
   She bets.
   
   River some 5 or something but runner-runner flush
   I put her all she – she GOES all in :D :D :D
   
   She has QQ
   I have AA
   
   My stack now – some 18000
   
   Again .. I just stay put – the J 8 hand happens after this.
   
   My Hand 2:
   
   I am at dealer button. Everyone before me puts 200. Drunk raises it to 800. Stupid-Stupid man!!! (He had also raised 300 to 500 before and that annoyed the hell out of me)
   
   I have AQ suited.
   
   I raise him 2000. (This was a mistake!! – should have made it 5800 instead of 2800 – Pot already 2100)
   
   Anyway – two more people behind me call the 2000 including the drunk – I feel better for not putting in 5000.
   Flop has A 10 and (immaterial small card) probably 5 (two clubs and a spade)
   
   Two player checks – uncle bets 2800 into a pot of some 8000.
   
   I call him – the other person folds.
   
   I suspect him on flush draw or Ace but not a better Ace. He could also be playing a middle pair as he has done it before and justified it (also got lucky) – but don’t suspect him with trips! He could have had trips but the only thing why I think he played was his ego as I re-raised him and he gave me a disgusted look.
   
   Turn is a small spade.
   
   Uncle bets 4000. I put in all the money (10000 and some change) – uncle is disgusted but and the table is silent but then he puts in the 6000.
   
   River is a 8 of clubs!!
   
   Uncle was playing A8 offsuit – gets two pairs on the river
   Busts my AQ
   
   My read was good but uncle hit a 3 outer (~5% probability)
   
   DISGUSTING!
   
   I SAY FUCK ME … NICE PLAYING WITH YOU GUYS!
   
   DON’T HAVE THE MONEY TO REBUY AGAIN!!

City of Joy

These are the last few days of my 2 months stay at Kolkata – the city of joy. And it is ironic that I this is now when I realize that this indeed is a city of joy. It is the walk from the sutta shop to the guest house that I started to doubt the differences among humans. Is it just because of the better upbringing that I what I am today - my thought process, the fact that I can a gaming desktop replacement, the fact I know the difference between a laptop and a desktop replacement or am I just different (better?) than others – that I would have achieved all this even if I had to start from scratch. I am afraid that the latter is not true. This thought made me think about all the other people I went to school with. They were given the same choices but they made different decisions. Some are better off … most are not. Was I too malleable as a child that I wanted to achieve what my parents intended me too or was I a smart-kid who could understand why they wanted me to do so. I don’t know … there is a slim line. Given I choice I would want to make the exact same choice that I made. Suddenly this depressing town in brown and yellow is different. The cool breeze and beautiful evening is what I am seeing of it now. But the sad part is that in my case I know it would be an ephemeral moment and soon it would be the old depressing city. The city is dying. It is poor. There are people – a hell lot of them – who are living on streets with a 3 by 3 table for their bed. I was being selfish by looking at thing relatively. It is not about me. It is about all of us. I am no different to any of others. We all have our roots attached to this country and if we can’t feel proud about it I am afraid there is no cure for it. And the solution lies in the betterment of the standards of living: a home, food, clothes and basic amenities for everyone. This realization for me is the feeling of Joy. And somehow I know we can achieve it.

White light

Picture a dark hall of a single bedroom flat in Kolkata lit only with the back light of a laptop and filled with trance music and a plasma ball dancing to its tune. Facing the laptop are two maroon-floral-print comfortable sofas where I sit with a friend from work. A couple of joints later we talk about life, happiness and contentment. I realize then that every one of us feels the same shit. It is just really the small difference that makes us apart. The source to that difference is innate to us. It is what you are. The first step is to be true to self, now that I think of it would also be the last step. Everything else will follow. But believe me it is not that easy.

FUCK YOU ALL

Ever experienced something so out of this world that your mind goes blank and your eyes pop out and your jaw falls to the knees. I witnessed such an act of fucking genius yesterday on Sun TV. Yes Sun TV, It was 3 in the morning and I was flicking through the channels trying to get bored and sleep, Anyway, as I was saying ... it was 3 in the morning and Sun TV was showing a song in which a dwarf (male) and a 8 year boy was dancing and suddenly the 8 year old is all over the dwarf and the dwarf makes the most hideous 'orgasmic-delight' face I have seen in my life (and I have seen many). The dusky beauty secretly watching them from behind a coconut tree gives them the-disgusted-bloody-homos look but suddenly she wanders off to a parallel universe with her dream man (a black fat ugly mustached South Indian). Now the genius lies in the idea where every intimate scene from then on is shot between the dwarf and the 8 year old and the every dancing step between the girl and the black fat ugly South Indian. Shit, they even kissed and did skinny dipping. Yes the bloody dwarf and the 8 year old. Fuck the homo pedophilic motherfucker who thought of such an idea ... and fuck the motherfucker Sun TV for ruining my life. I am afraid to even close my eyes with the fear of scars it left to my sub-conscious. And fuck you all too who can still close your eyes and dream about jolies and bellucis of the world. Fuck you all.

Any doctors in house?

They say (some site) that patients who are recovering from fracture should abstain from (Heavy?? I hope so) Drinking.

It this heavy drinking?

Date	Type	Quantity	Reason
		(ml)
07/07/06	BEER	650	World Cup
15/07/06	VODKA	60	Farewell
22/07/06	WINE	750	Sid
23/07/06	BEER	650	Junta
27/07/06	WISKEY	180	GMAT
29/07/06	BEER	975	Tauji's
06/08/06	BEER	650	Just like that

Comments would be highly appreciated.

KIDS!!

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Worth the effort.

I cannot work after having a chicken wrap and a pasta for lunch.

Is it over?

hmm... Yes!

In contact with people with faces and names!

I give up!

I had more than 100 unique hits on the blog in the past week. Still the post below could provoke only 2 comments. I am speechless. If these beauties can't attract commenter ... nothing I write can.

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