Narad Muni.. haha.. well thats what some people in my batch call me.. and if I be realistic then the percentage of people calling me Narad Muni will probably reach the absolute 100.. oopsi… I don’t mind it.. At least people are recognizing my efforts.. Well said na.. Rajeev, Anirban, Kedia or Bhatti and Kalyani for that matter.. I don’t really try hard to be a cruel nuts.. It comes quite naturally to me and the flavor of life I live in, it perfectly resonates. So after giving it a Well-thorough thought, some batch mates thought of having Ass-kicking ceremony and I to be the special guest at Hot Chair.. If I remember correct the prophecy of a living legend (read the Doctor in some Delhi’s hospital) came true on 20th November, some 26 years back.. but my people here at GiMBA were in a bit hurry to get away with their assembled frustrations.. So 20th October was what they decided… THEY.. actually it was only from Bhatti’s side.. for some reason he has been highly obsessed with me.. (Now don’t run your wild thoughts, its only about REVENGE) so the mail floated and it was all me..I mean they were all over me.. I mean.. well you can understand, how emotions erupt if you keep them under surface for a longer than usual time.. they burst on me.. and on my “Sitting Aid”.. and they busted loud..

I still remember the color.. the PURE RED.. when I was tempted to see my butts that pained for first 5 kicks and then went into eon of being senseless.. While I happily declare that I am 100% Anti-Obese human, that day I regretted of it.. My highly adjustable and accommodating structure not only made it easy to be lifted with bare minimum two persons at a time but also showed equal respect to fair gender community.. My butts were humbly signed by two of my most darling heart foes.. The Gunjan and The Sanjana.. But fortunately for me.. it happened after my first round of “Lets kick his bloody Ass” so any extra count went unnoticed by my “Pain Recognizing” nerve network.. Diminishing Marginal Pain.. Concept to suna hoga ..

Off the topic.. Chandan had been very demanding since last few days regarding my take on the word PLACOM.. and every time I thought about sharing my feelings.. A fear of ..”Loku you are still jobless” .. haunts me.. but my friend Chandan, that will not stop me from putting across a blog about you and your committee.. All I need is the A4 size sheet printed with Golden letters “We are happy to offer you ……. ….. ….. at a annual compensation of ….. …. …” and merrily signed by some big shot in some big shot firm and accepted by another big shot.. Mr. Me..

Just till then we both need to suppress our earthly desires for a better good..

Cheers

Loku

PS: Bhatti and Gunjan.. the worst combo of WORST PJ.. and each time they start I bet I bleed through where ever possible.. because when they ask you what is “Marketing” you better not give it a thought rather run for your life.. I swear.. Its contagious and deadly…

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