Congratulations

Congratulations Dear Nidhi Mangal for your marriage from the entire S4T Team and S4T's readers.
We wish you and Rohit all the very best for the life ahead.

Happy Birthday to the Ladizz log ka man - Peter ;)

It was some blah-blah years back that an Eminem-isshtyle laughter (hell! it shud be a howl, babies don't laugh when born hawww) broke the silence of a random labor room ;) and the boy-with-the-sexy-smile was born.

His parents named him Ashwin but the world recognized his immense talent and due to some ahem! sort of reasons that cannot be disclosed in public, his friends started calling him - PETER :D :D Rest is, as they say, HISTORY :) ;)

So, herez a big HAPPY BUDDAY wish for our favorite rapper, philosopher, co-shitter, dreamer, believer, singer and MY very-own Hero :)

For people who are just a part of the crowd, birthday wishes are easy to write... but for someone like you, it was a challenge because we really have no clue what exactly should we write that would justify the wonderful person that you are :)

For now, adjust with this small wish from all of us...

So here are some of the chhoti/moti wishes --

- May God bless you with many more moments to smile and so you can make gals go weak in their knees. OMG, stop smiling...I can see one of them falling :|

- Wish you loads of success and happiness.

- I wish that someday this year, you will realise that what a gifted singer and performer you are ...and you'll step out and tell the world about it. I will eagerly wait for that day to come and will be the first one in the row yelling at the top of my voice while you sing :)

- I wish that someday people understand the nice guy you are behind that stupid frown of yours.

- I wish that someday you'll believe that you indeed are someone people can count on and feel safe with.

- I wish that all your dreams come true (ofcourse the ahem! ones too)

- I wish that your year and life is filled with less of WTF days and more of OMG, wow! days ;)

Last but not the least, I lifted this from someone especially for you :

"Few tips on your b'day :

1. Forget the past-u can't change it.

2. Forget the present. I didnt get you one."

LOL... I know that was a lame one..but that's all we could manage right now.

So once again from Mads, Nidhi, Accilet and me, wish you a happy birthday and an awesome year ahead :)

On behalf of the Shitters - Posted by Harshita.

Hey, what's your name Basanti?

So, sisters and their brothers, after celebrating birthdays of 2 of our Shiters, we are back!

With Harry Potter hanging around to show some jaadoo—mantar and some adolescence romance, some of us were discussing about the ill effects of watching the Hollywood movies in Hindi. No problem with Hindi dubbing but more than often they result in non-digestable translation with makes us Shite here. So we do Shit-For-Tat. Take HP for example, its Hindi dubbed version totally does a big ant-shant majaak with the names . For example, Gryffindor becomes Garudwar, Moaning Myrtle becomes Mayoos Meena for no reason whatsoever and so on.

Take a look at these names:

Harry Potter and the

• Sorcerers's stone - Parasmani (Koi Nargaj ki movie hai kya?)
• Chamber of secrets - Rahasmayi tehkhana (Directed by the Ramsay Bros not the Warner Bros.)
• Goblet of fire- Aag ka pyala (Sahi jawaaab!)

Hindi dubbing is good for the larger part of our country but why play with the names. When Mask’s cartoon version used to be aired on Cartoon Network, Stanley Ipkiss turned to Sachin Submis and his dog Milo turned to Billu. WTF?

So we decided to find out some names which can cause some digestive upheavel in your tummies as well. Presenting some of the movies' names which were brutally dubbed for the aam junta even when aam junta was happy with normal names.

• The Matrix: Mayajaal (Now when your teacher asks you to find the transpose of a mayajaal, he/she means transposing the matrix!)
• Pirates of Caribbean- Samunder ke lootere (gud man, you can translate!)
• Gladiator- Vijeta (Achha? Glad means happy na. If Vijay bole toh Amitabh Bachhan worked in Vijeta then he will say, "Glad toh bahut honge tum aaj haain!")
• Ghost rider – Mahakaal (Why not Bhoot-Chaalak?)
• Dunston checks in – Ek Bandar hotel ke andar (No comments!)
• Night at museum – Museum ke undar fans gayaa sikander (There was no Sikander in the movie, tha kya?)
• Lack placid- Magarmachch (hehe, the whole suspense got thrashed...)
• War of the worlds- Grahon ka Mahayuddh (Sahi hai.. beedu!!)
• Mr. & Mrs. Smith- Mr. & Mrs. Sharma (A seriously WTF OMG WTF event!)
• Star wars- Attack of the clones- Humshaklon ka hamla (yeh bhi sahi jawaab.. 2 hazaar jeette hain aap!)
• I am legend- Jindaa hoon mein (hehe another spoiler name!)
• Verticle Limit- Mrityushikhar (sahi again!)

And the examples go on and on and on.. Researching on this topic led us to a site which told us this, "the Hindi version of Speed-I had Keanu Reaves saying “Hey Bhagwaan” in the lift whereas the actual movie has him saying “Oh F[asterisk]CK”."

Thanks god, they did not converted T_rex in hindi, "Bhaago bhaago, chipkali ka nana humaaree or aaraha hai! daanasur daansasur.. Daanaasur!"

What is the name of latest HP movie? Aadha khooni raajkumar?

R*ck off : The climax

A quick recap

Aaditya, the hero, is ill with STML (Not another Standard Typical Markup Language but Short Term Memory Loss). He remembers only his songs and he now only has 1 mission and vision. 1 vision because his left eye caught cataract. Poor chap. his wife, (did we mention her name?); kept on dating Prem Sharma who had a thick and strange English accent which only he understood. They have planned that the day when Aaditya's yaaddasht (Memory) returns, they will make him sign his will and they will kill him.

The Climax (Thankfully!)

Aaditya remembers things by clicking photographs. Forget everything, remember Ghajini that will make our task easier. One day when his wife is not at home, gone to a cyber cafe to read a famous blog http://shitfortat.blogspot.com, he manages to get out. He read in a newspaper that Indian Idol Auditions are being carried out in a near bye Municipal School. Recession you see. He takes the newspaper cutting and reaches at the venue. At the gate 3 musketeer resembling people are sitting. Arthos, Porthos and Aramis (Jai Ho, The author remembers SM re!). One of them is having long hair and holding a guitar. He is using the hole in the guitar to put the money he is begging. Similarly, another one holds upside turned drum to do the same. Aaditya ignores the two. And starts to move forward towards the main gate of the school. Suddenly her hears, the third one, looks like a Anglo Indian sort of person. Coughing, too much Heroin and marijuana case it seems. He finds him singing, “Darshaan do Ghanshyaam…!” Achaanak, with all due respect to Ekta Kapoor’s school of thought, he utters, “teri maa ki” and grabs his forehead and finally loses his balance and falls in his lap. When he falls, his head bounces off the drum and then he falls face first on the guitar.
3 hours later. Aaditya wakes up. He is surrounded by 3 musketeer looking men. Without even giving out a WTF, he says without even stammering, “Rachel, Monika and” sees his orange shirt, “Mirindaaaah.. eeeeehhhhhh…. Phoebe!” (thank god stammering is back!). The 3 utter in unison, “wwwwwoooww.. Aaditya, tu humein mil hi gaya!”. Anglo Indian man says, “Nikaal mere paise.. saaley, 3 Rupees 45 paise baaki hai tereko dene..” Long haired with Guitar calms down him. “Man, this is not the time to talk about money. We have met our best Friend back after so many years.”

Jaldi se kahaani ko 2 saal aage bhada dete hain. All is set. Whenever Aaditya’s wife goes out to see Prem, the trio and Aaditya rehearse in his house as they have finally registered their names for a Old School Rock Competition meant for people who have grown old. They also get to know that Prem and Aaditya’s wife have bought tickets for that show. Corner wali seat coz they know old people ka show old people hi dekhne aayenge. He shows still being affected with memory loss to his wife taaki kisi ko koi shaq na ho obviously!

D-Day

Stage is set. Lights, Camera, Pogo!

Few groups come and perform. No one even claps! Our cheap couple has no interest in any music and they are busy in doing stuff which people do at corner seats. Suddenly our rock band, TRAGIK arrives. Aaditya is the main vocalist. He grabs the mic and sneezes. His wife obviously knows about how he sneezes so she gets startled by the familiar noise. She says to Prem that she has heard about this sneeze. Prem ignores them and keeps doing what every one wishes to do. The performance is a super duper hit. Stage gets filled with roses, coins and bikinis. [sorry but some stuff if these kind is must for a cheap Bloggie]. They win by a huge margin. Suddenly a gun also finds its way to the stage. Aaditya picks it up. He has seen the 2 doing mushy things. He reaches there.

Aaditya: “Ehhh. Huh hmm.. excuse me…”
Wife: ohh! N.o. OMFG.. is is is that u u u u u Aaditya??
Aaditya: abbey I am supposed to stammer, you bloody bi^&#@!
Prem: ohh man, you have a gun… please reham, You know we have eaten your salt when you were ill.
Aaditya: toh ab goli khaa!

He checks the pistol. It has only 1 bullet in it. He thinks about which one to kill.
Wife? Prem? Wife? Prem?

He decides. He presses the trigger.

The End…!

INTRODUC-ShiT-ION

Hell – Ohh!!

Bitches and Gentlemen,Ladies and Dogs,Shemales and Females,Kiddos and Widows,Uncles and aunties.

It’s the show time, you don’t want to be anywhere else in the world right now.
So Hurry hurry step right up!
The curtain is raised from the ‘baap of all the insane blogs’. Presenting before you, the only one unique & antique piece of shit in the whole universe of shiters and bloggers combined

‘A sHiT-fOr-TaT’

Introducing (in alphabetical Order) the members cum shit jugglers :D

# ABHINAV: The Sarcasm King

The one who alleviates the serious situations by a pinch of salt and with the punch words.The Sarcastic to the core and so very genuine aleck. The mentor of instant comedy, the inspiration for sarcasm and the topper among the most wanted list of coolsome bloggers.

#MADS : The Phunny Mirage

The emotional fool, the dumb blonde, the hyper active PJ queen, the instant story teller, the true patriot. She can create poems on a drop of a hat, can make you laugh and cry along with all her blog posts. A mesmerizing and candid beauty with hardly any brain and a pink personified blogger.

#NIDHI : The Dream Weaver

The 200 % awesome blogger with funky ideas but simple narrations. The party freak, the shopaholic, the headbanger & the mellifluous sweetness in her blog makes everyone gaga over her and everyone sticks to her blog like a glue once they visit it.

#PETER-The Smart Ass (this alone description and tag name aren't written by me)

Seems to have 206 funny bones in his body.A walking dictionary,as we can figure out from his blog posts. Good looking,which is why he gets a lot of female profile visits to his blog (and male profile visits in Dostana cases.I'M JOKING, NO OFFENCE MEANT) A born poet who conveys the tiniest of all emotions through his poems. Decent and helpful,a blogger you wouldn't want to miss blogrolling.

ALL right enough of introductions and boasting.Here is an introductory poem by Abhinav:

Here comes another much awaited blog,
To clear the haze, to clear the fog…
It never aspires to be the numero Uno in the list,
It only wants to slam some systematic errors with its fist…
We know that this won’t bring any long term change,
Who cares, who has plans for the life in long time range...?
It may be composed of blah blahs, it may be composed of you & me,
You can always comment here and say, LOL hee hee!

Criticize your colleges, criticize your institutions,
This is THE place to spit out all your frustrations…
We will also try to start here a new trend,
You can propose here to make your fellow blogger, your boy/girlfriend!

It’s about us; it’s about our point of views,
By ‘us’ we mean our generation, we always clear our dues…
Don’t get pissed off from the pics in the header,
Pee here only, you will surely feel better…

Currently this blog is from Peter, Mads, Nidhi & Y2A,
Don’t feel boycotted, send us a 100,00,00$ DD and join us to have your say!

And if you kept wondering throughout this post to find some sanity and asked, “Hey man! Where is that?”
Let me tell you, it ain’t here, it is “ShitForTat”

Thank you everyone for being a part of this show tonight. Your host for the evening 'PETER' (Chorus effect Peter, Peter)Ohh ha ha !!!!