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Oct 28, '08



MAY THE FESTIVAL OF LIGHTS USHER A PROSPEROUS NEW BEGINNING.
WISHING YOU A VERY HAPPY DIWALI.



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Oct 04, '08



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" BUDDY , BE  ORIGINAL "

Buddy, be original was what my friend sarcastically remarked. What the hell was he talking and stressing about? Where original, when original and what original was he  preaching about. From the on set of mankind, other than Adam and Eve, nothing is original. Everything is borrowed and aped. Ironic, even this statement I am contradicting, is borrowed. Logically, an interesting utterance to interpret and debate.

In the dictionary the word ORIGINAL is described and explained as primitive, earliest, new, not copied or derived, thinking or acting for oneself, eccentric, and bring into existence. Thereby making this communication “Buddy, be original” completely controversial.

Mankind has traveled through various phases of evolution, and at every stage has taken assistance from the earlier one, totally contradicting the subject. Generation after generation we have been borrowing thoughts, from stone age to the present technological advancement, from sign language, to dialects, to the present scripts all are derived and amended features.

God planted Adam & Eve to habitat the earth, then the first sin was registered since then mankind is perpetually committing sins, isn’t this an borrowed feature?

To sate their hunger the first apple was eaten, we need nourishment to survive, isn’t this an archetype trait?

They did indulge in sexual activities to fulfill their desires, are we not following this mannerism?

To safeguard themselves from the nature’s fury they took shelter in caves, leaves and animal hides to protect their bodies, now we wear clothes and reside under an roof to protect ourselves, isn’t this an copied characteristic?

Survival of the fittest was then the modus operand and we religiously comply with this quality. For self-defense our forefathers did make use of sticks and clubs, progressed to spears and swords and we today make use of guns, tanks,
and missiles to protect ourselves. We do adhere to our egoistic whims of being one up on the other, once again an aped hallmark.

If you assess these attributions logically one can draw the conclusion that, all what we do, say, write or claim are not a person’s original creation, concept or action but are derived   from  what we have learnt and  inherited from our forefathers and executed and reproduced by us in an amended form.

In culmination all that matters is how well we knit the knowledge and substance at hand and competently make our point of view heard, understood, accepted and assessed.

So if anyone says to me Buddy, be original, I would love to kick him hard on his backside and make him aware of the fact that both my retort and his utterance are borrowed action and statement. 











Sep 26, '08




" SEXUAL GEOGRAPHICAL RESEMBLANCE "

I received this in my mail and found it very amusing and hilarious. This post would certainly elate the guy’s ego and is expected  not to be taken with a pinch of salt by the fairer sex, for this is humor in lighter vein, with no offense meant.  

*Between 6 to 13, a lass is like the Papal City, being preached and taught.
* Between 14 & 20 a miss is like Africa, half discovered and half wild, naturally beautiful with fertile deltas.
* Between 21 & 30 a broad is like America, well developed and open to trade, especially for someone with cash.
* Between 31 & 35 the woman is like India, very hot relaxed and convinced of her own beauty.
* Between 36 & 40 a madam is like France, gently aging but still a warm and desirable place to visit.
* Between 41 & 50 the dame is like Yugoslavia, lost the war - haunted by past mistakes, massive reconstruction is now necessary.
* Between 51 & 60 the Lady is like Russia, very wild and borders are unpatrolled . The frigid climate keeps people away.
* Between 61 & 70 the old lady is like Mongolia, with glorious and all conquering past but alas, no future.
* After 70, they become Afghanistan, everyone knows where it is, but no one wants to go there.
* Between 15 and 70 the man is like Iraq - ruled by a dick.

                            " HARI OM TAT SAT "



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Sep 23, '08




                       " TUTORIAL FOR THE MENACE "
               

    It is important for men to remember that, as women grow older, it becomes harder for them to maintain the same quality of housekeeping as when they were younger.  When you notice this, try not to yell at them, be considerate and understanding . Some are oversensitive, and there's nothing worse than an over-sensitive woman. 
    My name is Girish, Let me relate how I handled the situation with my wife, Rani .
    A few years before I climbed upon the senior citizen podium, I took "early retirement" . It became necessary for Rani  to get a full-time job, both for extra income and for the health benefits that we needed.  Shortly after she started working, I noticed she was beginning to show her age. 
    I usually get home from the golf course about the same time she gets home from work. 
    I generally have lunch in the Men's Grill at the club so eating dinner out is not a reasonable solution. I'm ready for some home cooked grub when I hit that door. Although she knows how hungry I am, she almost always says she has to rest for half an hour or so before she starts dinner.  I don't yell at her. Instead, like an understanding husband , I tell her to take her time and just wake me when she gets dinner on the table. 
      She used to do the dishes as soon as we finished eating.  But now, it's not unusual for them to sit on the table for several hours after dinner.  I do what I can by diplomatically reminding her several times each evening that they won't clean themselves.  I know she appreciates this, as it does seem to motivate her to get them done before she goes to bed. 
    I really think my experience as a teacher helps a lot.  I consider "telling people what they ought to do" to be one of my strong points. 
    Now that she has gotten older, she does seem to get tired so much more quickly.  Our washer and dryer are in the basement.  Some-times she says she just can't make another trip down those steps.  I don't make a big issue of this, for I am considerate; as long as she finishes up the laundry the next evening, I'm willing to overlook it. 
    Not only that, but unless I need something ironed to wear to the Monday lodge meeting, or to Wednesday's or Saturday's poker club, or to Tuesday's or Thursday's bowling, or something like that, I will tell her to wait until the next evening to do the ironing.  This gives her a little more time to do some of those odds and ends like shampooing the dog, needlework or repairing errands.
    Also, if I've had a really good day on the course and it was wet and muddy,  my clubs are a mess, so I let her clean them, you know...get the grit off the grips and a little light Brillo on the club faces at a casual pace.  I am aware that women are delicate, have weak wrists and can't lift heavy stuff as good as men. Being an cultured person and knowing that my golf bag is heavy, so I lift it out of the trunk for her.
    Another symptom of aging is complaining, I think.  For example, she will say that it is difficult for her to find time to pay the monthly bills during her lunch hour.  But, boys, we take 'em for better or worse, so I just smile and offer encouragement.  I tell her to stretch it out over two or even three days.  That way, she won't have to rush so much.  I also remind her that missing lunch completely now and then wouldn't hurt her any (if you know what I mean). 
    I like to think tact is one of my strong points. 
    When doing simple jobs, she seems to think she needs more rest periods. She had to take a break when she was only half finished mowing the yard.  I try not to make a scene.  I'm a fair man.  I tell her to fix herself a nice, big, cold glass of freshly squeezed lemonade and just sit for awhile.  And, as long as she is making one for herself, she may as well make one for me, too, and then take her break by my hammock.  That way, she can talk with me until I fall asleep. 
     Sunday’s is one day I love to laze around, watch my favorite TV programs and make sure to be with my wife the whole day. I have forgone the breakfast bit for her comfort so that it doesn’t interfere with her vacuuming , dusting and changing of linens in  the house. Every hour I do insist that she take a little rest, sit besides me gossiping over a cup of tea, which would refresh her. An early lunch and then I retire for my afternoon siesta, leaving her to relax and to complete in her own good time the weekly purchases of groceries and other items from the market. I sincerely do not complain when she rings the door bell and wakes me up  on her way back from the market, for it’s time for another cup of tea  and most importantly to  remove her stress and fatigue.
     I am very caring and understanding husband , very concerned for her wellbeing. To ease her  of the monotonous routine,  to liven up her spirit  and for  her entertainment I always invite a few friends over for drinks and dinner every weekend. I make sure  not to burden her much ,  I look after the  purchase of the liquor, soda , snacks and sweetdish while she just has to cater to the  arrangement of the preparation of dinner and respond to the virtues of a good hostess. 
    I know that I probably look like a saint in the way I support Rani . I'm not saying that showing this much consideration and understanding is easy.  Many men will find it difficult.  Some will find it impossible! 
    Nobody knows better than I do how frustrating women get as they get older.  However, guys, even if you just use a little more tact and less criticism of your aging wife , it will be an worthwhile endeavor. After all, we are put on this earth to help each other.

 

                            *    FLASH NEWS   *
                            SUNDAY, 21st Sept.

Miraculous escape for a man identified as Girish,aged 60 years.
He was found with a Calloway extra long 24-inch Big Bertha Driver II rammed up his butt, with only 2 inches of grip showing. 
Hospitalized in critical state.
Wife Rani suspected and arrested.

                            *     FLASH NEWS     *   
                             MONDAY, 22nd Sept.

The all-woman Grand Jury of Special Session Court  accepted her defense that he accidentally sat on it, and   she   was
                   " HONORABLY EXONERATED ! "


                           " HARI OM TAT SAT !



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Sep 17, '08




                                “ THE DEODAR TREE “

This a TRUE STORY ,  related to me by an friend and to date the mere  thought of it, gives me  goose pimples and shivers down my spine.

This anecdote correlates to the year 1975. I was executing an  a turnkey project for the Himachal Pradesh Agriculture Research & Development  University, at Palampur, H.P ,an district headquarter town, in the northwestern part of the state, lying centrally between the the Kangra and Mandi townships, having an population of around 25 to 30 thousand people, comprising  mainly of the Brahmin and Rajput castes.

I was particularly warned on commencement of my contract by a few local friends, not to take any chances and stay a decent distance away from an particular area of the university campus, since it was not considered safe on account of some supernatural phenomenal happening’s. On probing the issue, this was what I learnt :

Asha and Sunil , both in their early twenties ,were  research students, working on their thesis at the university . Both became familiar with each other and eventually fell madly in love and were desirous to get married. However, being of different castes parental objections arose from both sides. But as fate desired, this further strengthened their relationship.

As time flew, the relationship flourished and bounded. Asha conceived  and as the word spread around their was complete chaos in the town . People in small groups gossiping and damning this relationship, tension between the  two families grew and elders of both the communities pronounced their judgement as sacrilegious.

No one is sure how and when it happened but on the morning of  26th  May 1972  Asha was found hanging on an deodar tree in the university campus. Even before anyone could raise a finger, another shocking news filled the air. Sunil too was found hanging on the same tree in the afternoon.

Who all were responsible for this tragedy? Had the couple decided to put the matter to rest by taking this extreme step or were the parents responsible for it or  the communities elders had set forth an example for one and all of the consequences  for  such relationships .No one  answer had an conclusive evidence ,though fingers were pointed at each other.

Dead bodies turn stiff, appear pale and drained, but the odd thing about the two found hanging was appalling and ghastly horrifying. The bodies were flexible but hard as steel, the eyes protruding and staring red hot, the face glowing with fire as if hell had no fury, the tongues hanging and clenched between the teeth as if savoring an new flavor , the hands and fingers bent and spread like an eagles claw , ready to grab it’s prey. All this pointing towards the thought that a curse has been cast and the devil has been let loose.

The story does not end ,for the supernatural and heinous aspect of the happening take’s  it’s toll from here.

Inspite of the authorities giving clear warning to it’s students, and that particular zone being declared out of bounds for all, the local’s alerting one and all of their sibblings , relatives, acquaintances and friends, since then, a couple UNSUCCESSFUL  in love have met their nemesis ,every year, hanging from the same DEODAR TREE, and on the same DATE.

Amazing, bizarre, mysterious, grotesque, spooky, eerie, uncanny, or supernatural,call it by any name, the fact remains that  it is true ,for  I  have personally  been an witness to this peculiar phenomena for four years at an stretch and the last I heard from my friend was in 1996 who informed me that the legacy still continues.

Weird are the ways of nature and the omnipotent for they make us spell bounded and no logical or rational explanations put forth can justify or answer such  supernatural occurrences and I for one, on reminiscent  of it,  still get chills and fits with beads of cold sweat oozing through my body. 



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Sep 13, '08



                     

AS I CAME OF AGE , THE SPRING TERM CAME.
THEN I WAS TIED TO ANOTHER NAME,
I WAS MUSING WITH  WONDERFUL DREAMS,
NOW AM SURROUNDED BY MY OWN SCREAMS.

THE HONEYMOON WENT ABOUT VERY GRACEFULLY,
HE LOVINGLY IMPRESSED ME VERY GRATEFULLY,
LIFE THEN SEEMED TO BE AN ABSOLUTRE DELIGHT,
AND NOW I CRY AT MY  OWN PLIGHT.

TIME FLEW ,HE WANTED A FAMILY TO REAR,
I WILLINGLY OBLIGED  AND CAME TO BEAR,
NOT ONE NIGHT HE HELPED TO STAY AWAKE,
BUT ALWAYS WANTED HIS PIECE OF CAKE.

THE WATCH STIRRED  HIS SEVEN YEAR  ITCH ,
HE WANTED TO FLIRT AND FLINCH,
IT’S ONLY HIM WHO WANTS TO LIVE LIFE,
ALL ALONG FORGETTING THAT HE HAS A  WIFE.

I GAVE UP MY IDENTITY FOR THE FAMILY,
TO WHICH HE RESPONDED VERY CANDIDLY,
TO HIM I AM JUST A MERE FOUR LETTER WORD,
BEST ONLY TO WASH, IRON ,COOK,& CLEAN THE FLOOR.

HE IS NOT PREPARED TO HEAR OR LISTEN,
FOR IT’S HE ONLY WHO HAS TO  GLISTEN,
YOU CAN’T CAJOLE HIM INTO A REASON,
FOR YOU WOULD BLAMED FOR TREASON.

YOU PLEAD FOR NECESSITY AND THEN DEMAND
HE BULLDOZES WITH SWEARS AT HIS COMMAND,
AND YOUR NEEDS WOULD BE IN A FLASH,
ROUTED TO THE  DUSTBIN AS TRASH.

YOU ASK HIM TO ASSIST YOU IN A CHORE,
HE UNWILLINGLY STANDS ON THE SHORE ,
ONE GLANCE ACROSS  ROOM ENDS HIS STRIDE,
ANTHING MORE IS GOING TO HURT HIS PRIDE.

LIKE ARTIFACTS I AM ADORNING HIS WALL,
AND SHOULD ALWAYS BE AT HIS BECK AND CALL,
EVERYTHING HAS TO BE SERVED ON AN PLATTER,
WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT DOESNOT MATTER.

HIS EGO MUST ALWAYS BE SATED,
OR ELSE YOU ARE BOUND TO BE HATED,
OUR HUMOUR TO HIM IS ALL IN VAIN,
AND HAVE TO LAUGH AT HIS IN PAIN.

HE SAYS ,WHY DO I ALWAYS  COMPLAIN,
NEVER REALISING MY  PAIN,
I TOO HAVE DESIRES TO MAINTAIN.
BUT HE WANTS ME TO ABSTAIN.

AGREED HE IS THE BREAD WINNER,
BUT THEN  I AM NO SINNER,
HE MUST REALIZE THAT WE BOTH PROVIDE,
HIM FROM OUTSIDE AND ME FROM THE OTHERSIDE.

NOW  I’M OF AGE,LEFT WITH NO DESIRE,
FOR ALL HAVE BEEN RAISED IN THE FIRE,
THIS IS HIS KINGDOM SO HE MUST RULE,
BUT MUST HE TREAT ME AS A MULE ?

I CAN GO ON AND ON AND ON AND ON,
BUT TO CUT THE STORY SHORT,
THERE IS ONLY ONE PERFECT CHILD IN THE WORLD,
HIS MOTHER HAS IT,
THERE IS ONLY ONE PERFECT WIFE IN THE WORLD.
EVERY NEIGHBOUR HAS IT!!!















                                                                                                     



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Sep 06, '08



  CONGRATULATIONS INDIA
       FOR MAKING HISTORY
  BY ENTERING THE NUCLEAR
                   CLUB
 AND AMAZINGLY ON IT'S            OWN TERMS !!!

AT LAST , ALL WHO LOUDLY CLAIMED THAT THE NUCLEAR  DEAL WILL BE THROWN IN THE DUSTBIN  OR THAT INDIA SHALL BOW  TO EXTERNAL PRESSURE AND TAMELY  GIVE  IN  WITH  IT'S  TAIL WAGGING AND SURRENDER IT'S INTERESTS AND  RIGHTS  HAVE BEEN PROVED  WRONG. WE CAN NOW WALK WITH OUR HEAD HELD HIGH AND BE COUNTED WITH THE ELITE IN THE
SAME BREATH.

      A BIG THANK YOU TO

THE USA,  AND PRESIDENT BUSH  IN PARTICULAR  AND ALL THE EUROPEAN  COUNTRIES WHO SUPPORTED  OUR
                                        CAUSE.

               ' KUDOS TO OUR LEADERS & STATEMEN.'
             
               " JAI HIND "



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Sep 04, '08




AFTER THAT SUBTLE HUMOR POST I POSTED ON THE,
                  "ODE OF AN ANGUISHED HUSBAND"
I WANT TO ASSURE ALL THE BEAUTIFUL & GRACIOUS LADIES, OF THE  HIGH ESTEEM  I HOLD THEIR GENDER , AND AM  REPUBLISHING THIS POST  OF MINE  POSTED SOME TIME AGO :


                                  " THE WOMAN "

WHEN GOD CREATED WOMAN HE WAS WORKING LATE ON THE 6TH DAY.AN ANGEL CAME BY AND SAID "WHY SPEND SO MUCH TIME ON THAT ONE?"
AND THE LORD ANSWERED,:HAVE YOU SEEN ALL THE SPECIFICATIONS,I HAVE TO MEET TO SHAPE HER?"
"SHE MUST BE WASHABLE,BUT NOT MADE OF PLASTIC,
HAVE MORE THAN 200 MOVING PARTS WHICH ALL MUST BE
REPLACEABLE AND SHE MUST FUNCTION ON ALL KINDS FOODS,SHE MUST BE ABLE TO EMBRACE SEVERAL KIDS AT THE SAME TIME,GIVE A HUG THAT CAN HEAL ANYTHING FROM A BRUISED KNEE TO A BROKEN HEART,AND SHE DO ALL THIS WITH ONLY TWO HANDS."
THE ANGEL WAS IMPRESSED ,"JUST TWO HANDS....IMPOSSIBLE !
AND THIS IS THE STANDARD MODEL ?
TOO MUCH WORK FOR ONE DAY....WAIT UNTIL TOMORROW AND COMPLETE HER ".
"I WILL NOT,"SAID THE LORD "I AM SO CLOSE TO COMPLETE THIS CREATION,WHICH WILL BE  FAVORITE TO MY HEART.
SHE CURES HERSELF WHEN SICK AND SHE CAN WORK 18 HOURS A DAY"
THE ANGEL CAME NEARER & TOUCHED THE WOMAN,"BUT YOU HAVE MADE HER SO SOFT, MY LORD."
"SHE IS SOFT,"SAID THE LORD,"BUT I HAVE ALSO MADE HER STRONG.YOU CAN'T IMAGINE WHAT SHE CAN ENDURE AND OVER COME."
"CAN SHE THINK,"THE ANGEL ASKED.
THE LORD ANSWERED,"NOT ONLY CAN SHE THINK,SHE CAN
REASON AND NEGOIATE"
THE ANGEL TOUCHED THE WOMANS CHEEK AND SAID."LORD.IT SEEMS THE CREATION IS LEAKING.YOU HAVE PUT TOO MUCH BURDEN ON HER."
"SHE IS NOT LEAKING...IT'S A TEAR."THE LORD CORRECTED THE ANGEL.
"WHAT'S IT FOR ?" ASKED THE ANGEL.AND THE LORD SAID:
"TEARS ARE HER WAY OF EXPRESSING GRIEF,HER DOUBTS,HER LOVE,HER LONELINESS,HER SUFFERINGS AND HER PRIDE,"
THIS MADE A BIG IMPRESSION ON THE ANGEL,"LORD.YOU ARE A GENIUS,YOU THOUGHT OF EVERYTHING.THE WOMAN INDEED IS MARVELLOUS."
"INDEED SHE IS,WOMAN HAS STRENGHT THAT AMAZES MAN
SHE CAN HANDLE TROUBLE AND HEAVY BURDENS,
SHE HOLDS HAPPINESS,LOVE AND OPINIONS.
SHE SMILES WHEN FEELING LIKE SCREAMING.
SHE SINGS WHEN SHE FEELS LIKE CRYING,
CRYS WHEN SHE IS HAPPY & LAUGHS WHEN SHE IS AFRAID.
SHE FIGHTS FOR WHAT SHE BELIEVES IN .
SHE STANDS UP AGAINST IN JUSTICE.
SHE DOESN'T TAKE "NO"FOR AN ANSWER ,WHEN SHE SEE A BETTER SOLUTION.
SHE GIVES HERSELF SO HER FAMILY CAN THRIVE.
SHE TAKES HER FRIEND TO A DOCTOR IF SHE IS ILL.
HER LOVE IS UN CONDITIONAL.
SHE CRIES WHEN HER KIDS ARE VICTORIOUS,
SHE IS HAPPY WHEN HER FRIENDS DO WELL.
SHE IS GLAD WHEN SHE HEARS OF A BIRTH OR WEDDING.
HER HEART IS BROKEN WHEN A NEXT OF KIN OR FRIEND DIES.
BUT SHE FINDS THE STRENGHT TO GET ON WITH LIFE.
SHE KNOWS THAT A KISS AND HUG CAN HEAL A BROKEN HEART.
THERE IS ONLY ONE THING WRONG WITH HER

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"SHE FORGET'S WHAT SHE  IS WORTH"

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Sep 02, '08



"ODE OF AN ANGUISHED HUSBAND"

We both were happy for twenty years,
then we met and wed,
 YOU now rule my kingdom,
and I rue my freedom.

I 've had two bad lucks in my life,
the first one I had with my dreams,
the second one is with my wife,
who now feeds me with her screams.

I wrote your name on sand and it got washed away,
I wrote your name in the air and it was blown away,
then I wrote your name on my heart,
and now I have got an heart attack.

If I uttered a few words to you,
You had paragraphs waiting  in an queue ,
I felt sorry for the mistake,
but you didn't believe in a retake.

Do you know what I did last night ?
I recollected each and every plight,
I looked at the stars having charm,
And asked them,WHOM did I harm ?

The rain makes all things beautiful.
The grass and the flowers too.
If rain makes everything beautiful
Why doesn't it rain on you!

Now I crave for that silence,
since you have lost the balance,
And once you know what you are,
Mental hospital not so far.

I asked you the way for long life ?
You instantly replied ,"let's get married,"
Will it help,I asked ?
No,but the thought would never come,you retort!

You fought and threatened long,
just wait till we get home,and me on,
for you it was a deceiving game,
to have everything in your name.

Hello,are you married she asks ?
Yes,I answered sullenly,covered by a mask,
Well she laughed at me tauntingly,
for she didn't hear me say "Happily."

It's OK if someone says  you are stupid or ugly,
If someone says you are a genius,I'll slap him,
for one must stop the skidding,
for there must be  an limit to kidding !

Today I remember the joke,
God created EARTH and rested,
God created MAN and then rested,
Then HE created WOMAN,
Since then neither GOD or MAN have rested.!!!






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Jul 29, '08





“ THE EARMARKEDFORTROUBLE MENACE (PART II)”

"Or zee the Biiigggg Flirt that Aiye bee; with one N all of U sweet things in skirts; here, there, everywhichwhere;
Pants toooo......
Mee knows not......."

So claims, my dear friend, very proudly. And how true, for I be an unfortunate victim and a witness to his antics.

Strange are the ways of life , for one day I was really perturbed and pissed off that I decided to down my frustrations at my favorite bar. .I asked the bartender for double large peg and gulped it down in one shot. A refill was asked for and seeing me disturbed the bartender politely asked what was irking me .On this enquiry I loudly pronounced that “all lawyers are a**holes.” A gentleman sitting on the other end of the counter immediately objected and said that , “he takes offense to that.” Me being off mood asked him, ”why, are you a lawyer?” He candidly replies , no, I’m the a**hole.” This retort brought an instantaneous rapture in the room, and an immediate rapport & bonding was established with this a**hole, EARMARKEDFORTROUBLE.

With the passage of time our friendship flourished and one day this rogue invites me to his place for drinks and dinner. It was on this date that I realized that besides savoring the ones in skirts he even relishes the ones in pants. He did make an pass at me, but seeing my robust physique and the shocked look on my face, made him postpone his endeavor to charm, tame and savor his prey for an later date.

While we were nursing our drinks the discussion took the course of us being on the last leg of our journey in life, hence we should make arrangement for our souls to rest in peace after the inevitable. Promptly, my friend revealed that he has direct connection with the Almighty and that he can attempt to sort out this issue.

Before I could castrate and laugh at this bullshit, what I saw was astounding. This smart operator had already gone into an trance, adorning an reddish glow, smiling with an blissful look, deeply engrossed in an telepathic conversation with the omnipotent.

On regaining his senses he revealed that he has managed to arrange an week’s tour to the Almighty’s kingdom for us to take an first hand grasp of the facilities and plan accordingly. Our original souls would be replaced by duplicate souls while we are on this mission so that our near and dear ones do not come to grief. However the only redundant clause was that I would have to travel as an valet in attendance, thereby leaving me no option but to consent.

On the appointed date we travelled on the omnibus and at the Great Gate St.Peter was waiting for us. After checking our invitation, permitted us in and asked us to follow him.

After we had covered some ground, St.Peter accidentally dropped the keys of the gate. Unaware , he bent over to pick up the keys. And gosh ! Our man Friday just couldn’t resist the temptation ,so he jumped on him and did his thing.

St.Peter was furious with rage and said, ”If you do that again you’ll be sent back to from where you came and no further favor’s would be granted.” After the necessary apology, we were escorted further.

Hardly had we covered some more distance that St.Peter dropped his keys again, and again our friend jumped and dumped him. St.Peter was even more furious than before, but again that customary apology and promise to control his desires, the Holy Soul decided to give one last chance.

Again as we trudged forward, for the third time St.Peter dropped his keys , so bends down to pick them up. Temptations blew it’s lid and with no self control , my lord savors and bangs his target. St.Peter is now flabbergasted admonishes him, ends our term in heaven and sends us straight to the Gates Of Hell.

A week later St.Peter comes down on his routine inspection of hell and also to see the end of our mission. To his amazement , he finds that hell is freezing, no fire burning, no lava and completely deserted , not a soul to be found loitering around . In one corner, he finds the DEVIL lying under a stack of blankets freezing his butt off.
“Why is it so damn cold down here ?” St.Peter asks.
“Well, you just try bending down for firewood !” the Devil replied.
St.Peter immediately recalled his experience and realized what caused this turmoil. He wasted no further time in throwing us out ,back to earth to rot. 

This greed for the olive branch of eternal peace and comfort did cause a lot of humiliation,for I had travelled as an valet in attendance and was left to cleanese all the mess my dear lord sprewed.

So here be an menace , who does not spare even the Holy or the Devil, so what locust standing do we have in front of this rogue. For all you in skirts, who laud him on the slightest pretext, BEAWARE ,for caution be adhered too for one can't predict  his ways to nourishment.  And the ones in pants, make sure that your pointers are always pointing towards him or else you would be an instant prey to his weird ways. In his own modest words he warn’s :

"Aiye knose knot whether a Devil Aiye bee or nots; butt; AIYE SURELY BEE QUITE NEAR 2 ITT!!!! "
THE MENACING
GGGRRRRRRRIIINNNNNN !!!!



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