Naaak-Poarh! Can you Dig it?

We all know about this. We all have done it. We all sometimes even like to do it, don’t we? It has no age bar, No one knows when its going to take priority and it is commonly found among men. Didn’t wanna be gender bias but guys, we have to admit it. Still wondering about what I’m talking about? People I’m talking about the infamous yet famous activity of Nose Digging. Disgusted? Keep reading.

I strongly believe that Nose-Digging can be traced back to the days when our forefather where in the phase of inventing the wheel. What do we, mostly men do when we think? One, scratch our head or two, correct, dig the bitter symphony. Evolution and technology has changed the face of the world, but some habits haven’t. Why haven’t they? Simple, ‘coz men will be men. Talking about its preliminary stage Digging symptoms are deep thinking, comatose of thoughts, thinking about your girlfriend etc. Synonyms are nose digger, municipality and in our very own desi words, Naak main Ungli.


It was 9:20 and I was happy to get a seat to travel all the way back home. My opposite seat was taken by Mr. Bunny Face (Image2: face has been covered to protect identity). Soon the train moved and heading to its destination saying goodbye to Andheri. Bunny Faced looked tensed and deep in thoughts. Very soon it was comatose, comatose of thoughts. I was reminded of the game called, “Statue! Statue!”. This game is played by middle-class family children in the common yard. Nice naah! Coming back to Bunny Face with so much of thoughts running through his head the next action was evident and inevitable. The pinky finger rose, the target was clear yet unclear and boom! The uphill activity started.


The mission looked difficult, the tool was small, the target refused to budge, the reward--priceless. I could now see Bunny face multi-tasking. On one side there were numerous thoughts that he was continuously battling and on the other side lied the golden evil treasure. But, our soldier was fearless and also shameless. The mission was looking to turn into mission impossible. But Bunny Face was still the same, he was no Tom Cruise. Our soldier was in pain as he chuckled his eyes to look like a Chinese immigrant. “Coman Bunny Face you can do it.”, this piece of sarcastic encouragement got to him without the sarcasm and he was not more determined for the reward. Suddenly, things looked to get back on track. Bunny Face got his eyes looking like an Indian again. Bunny Face looked quite content with this success. He took his pinky finger out and there the culprit was. Brilliant buddy! His happiness was expressed with the culprit being smashed between his fingers for over 3 minutes. I wanted to give him a standing ovation. Where do you get brave hearts battling without a tissue and performing such a task with so much attention. After he made sure that the goldern treasure was no more alive he knocked it on the floor. The same place where my feet were 10 seconds ago.

To end this post, I don’t blame Mr. Bunny Face totally, may be it was the thought process that led to such an action. Mr. Bunny Face however, wasn’t a quitter. He hung in there battling, fought hard and the result was right in front of us, on the floor. After all, ”Dil sey chaooo tho puri kaeenath usey ek karney main lag jati hai.” Go Bunny Face!


Coming soon: Bunny Face using only his bunny teeth to clip his finger nails blindfolded.