http://fattu.blogdrive.com/ Fattu's World Sat, 03 Jul 2004 10:30:04 PDT http://www.blogdrive.com Copyright 2004. Humor http://fattu.blogdrive.com/archive/9.html Sat, 03 Jul 2004 18:27:01 GMT FATTU HAS CHANGED HOME WITH ALL HER PREVIOUS POSTS. MY NEW HOME IS FATTU'S WORLD UPDATE YOUR LINK ACCORDINGLY BEFORE I DESTROY THIS PLACE. IF YOU DON'T, I WOULD THROW MUDDY WATER AT YOU!!! http://fattu.blogdrive.com/comments?id=9 http://fattu.blogdrive.com/archive/8.html Sat, 12 Jun 2004 20:05:58 GMT I know, you all must be thinking Fattu slept through most of her summer vacation. NO. Fattu had summer work. And then Mom and Papa, all these days, saying Fattu do this, Fattu do that, Fattu don’t play, Fattu don’t run. At times, I wonder, why I was born as such an important soul on the Mother earth, that the whole day two people have to go on calling me, all the time. Anyway, perhaps I am much better than Happy uncle’s daughter Saifu, which is why they keep on calling me- not Saifu. Saifu is one girl, who is sadly my friend. And last week, Happy uncle,... (more) http://fattu.blogdrive.com/comments?id=8 http://fattu.blogdrive.com/archive/7.html Mon, 17 May 2004 18:15:26 GMT I am angry with Papa. He did not let me watch Flintstones. He watched the old uncle on Aaj Tak instead. What can be more important than smiling with Fred and Barney? Papa said government of our country is changing and it is more important than cartoon network. He said we have to hear the old uncle to know what is happening in New Delhi. Papa says I might get a question in my general knowledge exam next time-Who is the new Prime Minister of India? Now I am Fattu, but not That Fattu! I know who is the new Prime Minister even without being bored by that old uncle on TV. Sonia Gandhi.... (more) http://fattu.blogdrive.com/comments?id=7 http://fattu.blogdrive.com/archive/6.html Tue, 11 May 2004 05:29:36 GMT Dear everybody who is reading this, I am Fattu. I am a creation of two dreamers who imagine a lot of things. They think of me as a comic character like Pinki, Billu and Chacha Chaudhary in comic books. They felt like introducing a comic character in the blog world. And so I was created as an experiment and then nurtured as a cherished, shared dream. Many incidents that happen to me here, actually took place sometime someplace. Similar things might have happened to you too. Its just that those stories have not been told in this manner. I... (more) http://fattu.blogdrive.com/comments?id=6 http://fattu.blogdrive.com/archive/5.html Fri, 30 Apr 2004 14:14:12 GMT Remember i told you Neha Didi stole my Barbie dresses? I went to Neha Didi's home yesterday with Mummy and Papa.Mummy and Papa and Uncle and Aunty sat in their garden and had nimbu pani. I went with Didi to her room to get back my Barbie's dresses and sandals. Didi was smiling a lot. I thought she will give me back my things. I had given her Barbie dresses back. But Didi did not give me back everything. Uff...! She only gave two dresses. I asked for the sandals and the Doctor barbie coat. She said- Fattu, you are such a FATTU...i did not take those sandals and the... (more) http://fattu.blogdrive.com/comments?id=5 http://fattu.blogdrive.com/archive/4.html Mon, 26 Apr 2004 17:18:12 GMT Dildar was getting worse and worse. I hate him. Just because his name is Dildar, he can’t call me Dilruba! I am Fattu. Take it or leave it? He is such a nasty guy, and to day, I was determined to teach him a lesson or two. My mood was down. Seeing that Untitled in Megha didi’s blog. And here comes Dildar with his gang, to tease me in school. To be honest, I was bit scared to see the sharp pencil and a compass in his hand. But then, I told myself, Fattu, you also know karate. And you have to hit back, at this Dildar. So, what he has become so fat and huge. So what... (more) http://fattu.blogdrive.com/comments?id=4 http://fattu.blogdrive.com/archive/3.html Sun, 25 Apr 2004 06:50:42 GMT There are some people in my life, who look the same. My Karate Teacher- whose name is “Sir”. (Isn’t is surprising, all the boy teachers have the same name!) Our guard- who keeps a watch on our house, whose name is Gurung. And whenever he sees me, he pulls my cheek and says- Baby, nasho nasho, nasho….I am not a Baby any more, and when I asked Mummy, why he says Nasho, every time he sees me. Mummy said, I dance very well, so he asks me to dance. I never knew Mummy made me learn dancing, to dance for him. The other person is Jackie Chan. He also looks the same, like Sir, and Gurung. ... (more) http://fattu.blogdrive.com/comments?id=3 http://fattu.blogdrive.com/archive/2.html Sat, 24 Apr 2004 14:36:21 GMT I will never talk to Neha Didi again. She stole my Barbie's dresses. Yesterday she came with Uncle and Aunty. Mummy and Papa and Uncle and Aunty had tea in the garden. Didi said she wants to see my beautiful Barbie's. I love my Barbie's . I have 3 Barbie dolls. So, she and me went to my room. I took out all my Barbie dolls and their almirah and oven and garden chairs. My Barbies have a fridge too. Didi then liked my Barbie's pretty dresses. She showed me 2 dresses of her Barbie. Didi's Aunty had made them for her Barbie at home. They were also nice. I told Didi your Barbie dresses are... (more) http://fattu.blogdrive.com/comments?id=2 http://fattu.blogdrive.com/archive/1.html Sat, 24 Apr 2004 06:42:44 GMT I am Fattu. Yes, that is my most popular name.My parents call me that, teachers call me that, friends call me that too. Even when I look at myself, I myself call me that- Fattu. CC said, that it is a boy name. How can a name be boy or girl? Name is a name. By the way, I am a girl. I go to school, where the Mathematics teacher, is dumb. Can't i go straight to college, without going to school? I love chocolates. You know, yesterday what happenned?. Papa opened the tap of our washroom, and out came liquid chocolate. The whole washroom was filled with them. I was sleeping and... (more) http://fattu.blogdrive.com/comments?id=1