The Bermuda Triangle....

I got a new job….I was excited….Better pay package and better work culture was there in my mind for sure…...I immediately called my sweetest sister who has got all the rights to reject any my decisions if my Jiju has gone for a party with his friends the previous night but I could convince her as Jiju was suffering from fever that time…… Well……. My Boss in my previous company gave me a farewell with my colleagues saying about my good qualities which even I never knew….Crap…..But I digested…..The only thing which attracted me to the farewell party was the gift which was to be delivered to me at the end of the party and so I tolerated those speeches given by my colleagues …… But I knew I would be missing the gems of the earth after departing from Bombay and I did……I reported my new Boss and joined Chambal ……I landed at the city and a extremely thin person welcomed me and took me to the office van……I sat in the van and the guy suddenly sang “ saat samunder paar me teri piche piche aa gai” in a girl’s tone and raced the car with a horrible speed to my hotel…..Crap….I was damn scared but I dared to sit in the van and safely reached hotel as I was quite fortunate…..I went to my office next day although I was not supposed to go there……I saw the board and went inside the office but stopped outside as few people were in meeting….I saw a old man delivering a speech on Indian politics and few young guys are listening to him as if they are attending world peace conference……I went inside and introduced myself……I later came to know that the old man was the office peon and the younger guys were my officers…..I was shocked to know in the evening that the thin man who escorted me to my hotel was my would be driver for my personal car……Well…..I still don’t allow Raj to drive my car with that “sat samunder” song on as he has a tendency to wave his hand in the air as soon as that music is on and races my car with a speed of 120km/hr..... I never forgot the famous saying “ Never allow a butcher to sing “ Jenifer Lopez “ on a stage as he may slay the entire extravaganza" ....... But the most unfortunate part is my Bhanja is a great fan of that song and he has sent me at least 4 CDs which includes that song in the menu…….

There are some experiences in life which should not be demanded twice from any man, and one of them is listening to the what Mr. Michel Jackson sings about kids…….

King Soloman's Gold Mine........

Life is never complete without adventures…..I was probably the most aggressive fellow in my group who believed in miracles as I had read “ King Solomon’s mines” …….So I decided to be the most wealthiest man, the universe had ever seen at the age of 17…….My father always used to say “ There is no short cut to success except hard work”…… So I discussed with my group of intellectuals and they advised me to start a poultry firm….. My dearest x-granny who once used to love me more than my parents for sure once advised me “ Never take advise from a person who polishes shoes because he can only advice you how to take care of your shoe but not socks which stinks at the end of the day“ Well….I have a tendency to forget and so I had to forget……..I purchased two pair of chicken of opposite gender and gave it to a friend who had space to take care of them…….My granny always used to say “ Never give a butcher to nourish a goat as he may sell it's flesh in half rate and also tell you how good the goat was “……It was the day when the epic recipe was to be cooked in the history of man kind…….Chicken banana curry…….My friends never hesitated to utilize the 4 chicken for that curry although they knew the King Solomon in me wont ever approve of it as I had the desire to burry the biggest gold mine ever the human race can think of……..Huh....But the group of intellectuals did what was expected from them………When I asked my friend about the health of the chicken after two days, he told me that they have been sent to a doctor as they were not keeping well and acted as if he is in deep sorrow……When I further querried he just disppeared to save himself from being kicked.......Granny !! I miss you like hell…….You are the one who tolerated me once who used to do all silly things with you…… Nobody came in my life who can love me like you…….U uttered the last word “ Nil “ at your death bed although I never respected you till you were alive…….

If you wind up with a boring, miserable life because you listened to your mom, your dad, your teacher, your priest or some guy on TV telling you how to do , then YOU DESERVE IT.......