Friday, April 18, 2008

Jabal introduced

Let us not forget the fact that this person is one amongst us. He is a paunchy, cranky, young man with lot of nonsense and little of common sense. He is dramatic at some occations and arrogant at some other. The strong affinity to short plays have left its own mark on his mannerisms. He can talk to you in length about anything which falls under the category "preposterous".
Pale brownish in colour, rampant black hair, sharp black eyes, neatly cut moustache and broad lips are his countenance. If a geometrical shape can be assigned to his face, it would probably be an oval. Because of his energetic dramatic conversations he is able to make many friends. Needless to say, some friendships have put him in difficult situations. His nature usually doesn't allow him to maneouver these situations, instead he drags others also into those predicaments. "BEWARE"

This incident which forms the part of this story happenend during last week. Our protagonist was undergoing an Ayurvedic treatment, which is usually done early in the morning at the traditional doctors place, which would be crowded even before a speck of the sun is seen. Our hero during these days would start from house early morning at 5 O' clock. The first two days of this treatment or rather his wait outside the doctors premises wasn't fruitful at all. All the other persons would either be sleeping or reading, nobody cared to atleast give him a glance. He couldn't find a single prey in those two days.

So on the third day he carried a book with him, which he did for the sole purpose of attracting a prey. The trick worked and an innocent looking person fell flat on his trap. But our poor hero didn't know his prey's credentials of luring many beautiful looking men and women into the community, which is notorious for its ways of attracting members.

The first day of their meeting went on without any developments that are worth writing. Our hero might have got many phone calls which the members of this community practised as aroutine to stay close with thier potential members. This is anyway not much probed because of its minutest implication to the cause of this acquaintance.

On that weekend this friend made a sudden, surprise visit to our hero's place. He with little effort unwound his lexicon of knowledge upon our hero, who was spell bound by the engineering knowledge of this "infosysian". The just concluded sentences will surely raise a couple or two eyebrows, which is justifiable because our hero ia as novel to the engineering concepts as a duckling to the mountain stream. The visitor concluded his words by hinting to an "intellectuals meet", which our hero mistook as the kind of one in the "Da Vinci Code" and in the "the angels and demons".

Our hero was informed about the venue and the timing of the next intellectuals meet, which is believed to have happened at some bizzare location, which is usually not disclosed to non members. The story couldn't have changed if the venue was somewhere else, so let us not go astray, but concenterate more on what has actually happened at the meet. The venue was crowded with limosines of the indian make, MUV's, SUV's, UV's and what not. The glitteratti of bangalore city was off on their toes. Our hero felt previlaged to be in that crowd, even though he had to pay a registration fees of 1000 bucks. He was introduced to some persons who are believed to be part of the top echelons of the city.

He might have dreamt about boasting to his roommates about his new experiences and his new stature in the society, which were aliens to them. He might have thanked his new friend for introducing him to this new community. With an air of proudness he entered the hall, which was almost full. He found a seat and rested his buttress upon it, when he heard an IITian lecturing about various ways of making money. His interest in that speech grew moment by moment till he heard that utterance"Amway". He was speechless, his face reddened with anger, not because of the thought about the lost 1000 bucks, but because of the fact that he was fooled the second time. It has not been an year since he had bought a "Conibio" underwear, which the network marketer claimed would reduce the paunch if used regularly with out washing. He worn it continouously in an ambitious attempt to become slim, till his room mates complained about the stink. He took it to a wash only to find that it was torn all over with the moderate pressure of the rinse. That day he decided not to fall prey to any other network marketer. But now all in vain. he is fooled the second time. But this distinction won't last long because Mr. Jabal is still alive to be fooled the third time.

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