Advancement of Theories

Madam, to celebrate the wonderful occasion of no longer being sweet, or sixteen, decided to provide a lot of us lunch today, at a place called Delhi o Delhi.

Let me first tell you, that aside from Gol Gappas, there wasn't particularly much Delhi about the place. The food, though was quite decent, though I was much dissapointed with the dessert selection. Its simply not decent, if there isn't anything Chocolate provided.

Lunch, as Douglas Adams has pointed out, provides a window where time stands still, and all great thinking can take place. As I recall, the Great Lunching Friars of some planet were exceptionally adept at having lunch at nice places, and the Editors of The Hitchhikers Guide were famed for their long extensive lunch breaks.
Anyhow, back to the point. Here are some of the great theories that were propogated, by me or others.

1. The Final Urinal Theory: When in a mens rest room, and when alone, or with one/two other people, you will naturally gravitate towards the last urinal, that is, the one next to the wall. Why? So far no logical conclusion has been found for this common phenomenon.
   Also, please note, that this is not an infallible theory. There always exists exceptions to this rule.
   
2. The Decent Guy Theory: This theory, stated by Saudamini(No, she's not as fat or large as a hundred Damini's, that's just her name), states that if there exists a sweet and decent guy, he is either a)Gay or b) Taken. This great thought was used to prove that Karan cannot be a sweet and decent guy, as he is neither Gay, nor taken. Strangely enough, there were no other sweet and/or decent guys present at the table. Such is life...
3. The Seventeen Year Old Axiom: When you are seventeen, there are few other topics that are as interesting as Sex. It doesn't matter who you are, what you think of yourself, but in a group of a people, you will talk/joke/bitch about topics relating to sex.This is an axiom, it has no exceptions. If you think it does, jaaaaaaaast.

Its also incredible the number of terrible stories we guys have to tell. Honestly, its a good thing this blog doesn't resort to gossiping.
Oh, we saw the return the The Mini, on DaMini, herself. Would admittedly have been a sight, if it was on someone with decent legs, but, such is the nature of things.

Independance Day tomorrow, and all that. I shall, as the expression goes, Go Fly A Kite.(Or attempt to, atleast)