As can be made out from the title, this is a story which has been plagiarised from the famous Grimms Brothers fairytale.
In the original fairytale, Snow White stumbled on to the Seven Dwarfs. But in La la Land, where exceptions were the norm, it was the Dwarfs who stumbled on to Snow White one by one and thus got anointed so.
So once upon a time in La La Land, there was Snow White (Baby Spice, introduced in story RR - 009, titled Mission B). She lived a life of happiness and contentment, making friends across the campus, doing assignments with Aurangzeb and hanging out with B Company. Everything was hunky dory till one day the dwarf’s started making their appearance.
Enter Dwarf 1:
Dwarf 1 was Techtosterone (introduced in story RR - 009, titled Mission B). As mentioned previously, tech was his forte. He could live tech, eat tech and breathe tech and did so quite happily.He came from someplace down south and like all the hordes of South Indians, he simblyy adored Rajni Sir, right down to trimming his moustache exactly like him. His motto in life was “Losers say Rajni-cant, winners say …….. errr …....Rajni-can”. Anyway, Techtosterone was in the same project group as Snow White and it was in his interactions with her through the many case studies and assignments that they did together that one fine day he realized that he was very attracted to her. This was perhaps because they were quite opposite to each other in almost every sense. Where he was serious, she was humourous. Where he was bland, she was saucy. And where he was techy and geeky and generally kept himself to himself, she was quite a social and gregarious personality. But what had to be done, had to be done. So after planning and thinking and rethinking things through for a month, he finally summoned up the courage to make his feelings known to her.
After their group had met for a discussion, he managed to get her away alone for a moment on the pretext of some project group and the conversation went somewhat like this:
Techtosterone: Have you heard of Newton’s Laws of Motion?
Snow White: Yes. Vaguely. He invented them after eating apples right?
Techtosterone: Well, not quite, but anyways, do you know the first law of motion?
Snow White: An apple a day, keeps the doctor away?
Techtosterone: “What???” in a shocked voice.
Snow White: Just kidding buddy. I don’t quite remember it at the moment
Techtosterone: Every object continues to remain in a state of rest or uniform motion until the time it is acted upon by an external force
Snow White: So?
Techtosterone: I am the object and you are the external force
Snow White: Eh?
Techtosterone: Ok forget that. Do you know Newton’s third law of motion?
Snow White: Im sure you won’t rest till you tell me, so fire away
Techtosterone: For ever action there is an equal and opposite reaction. I am the action and you are the reaction.
Snow White (quite smartly): Are you proposing to me Mr. Techtosterone?
Techtosterone: Well…..ummm….actually….the thing is that….you see……..errr……well dash it, yes!!!
Snow White: You chump, can’t you ever think beyond tech stuff?
Techtosterone (eagerly): So should I deduce that to be a yes?
Snow White: Well, not quite, but I have an equation for you. X+Y = 0. You are X and I am Y.
Saying which, she walked away leaving Techtosterone scratching his head and trying to figure out what exactly had gone wrong.
To be continued………
Note:
1. All characters are fictional. Resemblance, if any, is purely coincidental.
2. Kindly refer the opening post on Buffering Theories for any reference to the main characters.
24 Jul 2011
RR - 016: The Story of the Crashing Clock
This was an incident which occurred in the second term of the Conqueror’s course at LLM. Shivaji, Sambaji, The Buffer, Aurangzeb, The Knight, Ladykiller and The Consultant had all come together in Term 1 and started hanging out and having their misadventures. And this had continued into Term 2 as well. Towards the fag end of Term 1, Madame Dominatricia (hereafter referred to as Madame) had deigned to grace them with her presence.
A little bit of background about Madame before proceeding with the narrative. Madame was a senior of the Conquerors. As happens a lot in B Schools, she had found a lesser half to hang out with in her first year, but had subsequently had a fallout in the summer and now was looking out for pastures afresh. And this particular pasture was as green as it could get with a plethora of options.
1.Shivaji: If she had wanted him, she would have had him (obviously!!!)
2.Sambaji: Among other things he was an excellent dancer and she loved dancing.
3.The Buffer: He was gossipy, talkative and extremely garrulous. If she had wanted a girlfriend, she would have had to look no further.
4.Aurangzeb: He had a great sense of humour, but the fact that he had lived a sheltered life went against him.
5.The Knight: He was of the “still waters run deep” variety.
6.Ladykiller: he fit the bill perfectly
7.The Consultant: naah
So, Madame had taken control of proceedings in the room where Ladykiller, The Consultant and Aurangzeb resided. And it was ofcourse frequented by Shivaji, Sambaji, The Knight and The Buffer. The house rules as set by Madame included cleanliness, stocking of food and drink items, arty drawings on the wall (as drawn by her), buntings, lights and other decorative stuff during festivals to name a few. The Consultant hated all this. How dare she come and try to dominate their bachelor pad he thought. But he kept it mostly to himself. Aurangzeb was least bothered by the House Rules. As far as he was concerned, they did not apply to his corner of the room. Ladykiller absolutely loved it all and egged her on to get more creative. Anything would do, as long as he managed to win her attention.
Madame obviously had zeroed in on Ladykiller as he was the most receptive to her arty inclinations and also because of the fact that he volunteered to “help” her out with assignments, took her out for wining and dining whenever she desired and was also good at the “go fetch” game.
The “go fetch” game went somewhat like this:
Ladykiller, would you please go fetch some samosas for me.
Ladykiller, would you please go fetch me some tea, now that’s a dear
Ladykiller, I need you to go fetch me a Xerox of my assignment, like right now!!!
Savvy???
So, as the term progressed, Madame started hanging out more and more with Ladykiller and they had reached that grey area where they were “just friends” and everyone else apart from them knew that they were a so called “item”. And it was one night, during this phase when the story of the crashing clock occurred.
Aurangzeb was feeling quite unwell that night and had gone to bed early. He was down with a viral and thought it best to rest and recuperate. When he went to bed, at around 11 pm, all the lights were on, The Consultant was busy fiddling with his laptop and Ladykiller was nowhere to be seen. He woke up somewhere around 3 am, groggy and disoriented, vaguely aware of some noises in the room, but not quite able to comprehend what they were.
A lot of factors including the ravages of time have contributed to there being many versions of what followed next being narrated:
Aurangzeb’s Version:
Not quite able to make out the noises emanating from the other corner of the room, he got up from his bed and in trying to reach out for his spectacles which he had kept above the cupboard adjoining his bed, his hand brushed against his alarm clock which crashed to the floor and shattered. All the noises stopped immediately. He then switched on the lights and could make out two huddled shapes under the blankets on Ladykiller’s bed. Ladykiller immediately appeared from underneath the blankets and pretended to have no knowledge of the noises. While never quite sighting the second shape, Aurangzeb feeling extremely annoyed with his roommate for putting materialistic pleasures above his ill health, walked out of the room, issuing a fatwa against Madame. While drinking several glasses of water at the water cooler and trying to cool down, he was joined by The Consultant, who claimed that he had been fast asleep and had been awakened after Aurangzeb had switched on the lights. On returning back to the room after a suitable interval, they both found it to be empty and thus went back to sleep.
The Consultant’s Version:
The Consultant had gone to bed at around 1 am. He had woken up slightly before Aurangzeb and hearing the noises, had not quite known how to react and thus pretended to feign sleep. At first, he had assumed that Ladykiller and Madame had been studying under the blankets so as to not disturb the others. But he had soon realized that this was not the case. And, while trying to go back to sleep, he had heard a loud crashing sound in the darkness and then Aurangzeb had put on the lights, issued the fatwa and walked out of the room. While still deciding whether to continue playing dead to the world or waking up, he had seen Madame creeping out of the blankets, leaving the room in a huff and Ladykiller closely following while trying to pacify her.
Ladykiller’s Version:
Ladykiller had returned to the room at around 2 am with Madame after going for a stroll along the banks of the river adjoining the college. He had found both The Consultant and Aurangzeb fast asleep and not wanting to disturb them had switched off the lights. Madame and he had then started discussing a case study that she had to present the next morning. However, as she was feeling cold, they had continued the discussion under the blankets and the noises that his roommates had heard was a heated debate on the formatting to be used in the presentation – she had been for Garamond whereas he was insisting on Tahoma, taking the aesthetic aspects of the presentation into consideration.
Sambaji and The Buffer’s Version:
Sambaji and The Buffer had been taking a stroll around campus at 3 am to help digest the heavy dinner they had partaken at midnight. On the way, they strolled through the corridor housing the three roommates, hoping that they might have been awake. However, just as they were about to knock on their door, there was a loud crashing sound (which they later learnt was Aurangzeb throwing his alarm clock at Madame), the door opened suddenly, and Madame ran out of the room in her birthday suit with the Alarm Clock clutched strategically.
Shivaji and The Knight’s Version:
Shivaji and The Knight had been smoking outside the boy’s hostel at 3 am. But just as they were about to call it a night, they heard a loud crashing sound emanating from Aurangzeb’s room. Shivaji believed that it was gunshot, whereas The Knight was trying to convince him that this could not be the case. But before they could verify the truth, they saw an upset Madame walking hurridly out of the hostel with Ladykiller in hot pursuit. Fearing the worst, they ran inside the hostel and on entering the room found it to be empty except for two indistinct shapes on Ladykiller’s bed under the blankets. Hoping against hope for their two comrade’s safety, they pulled back the covers, only to be shocked at finding a startled Hot Potato and Femme Fatale under the covers.
Whichever the true version of the story, after this particular incident, Madame reduced her dominance of their room and the House Rules considerably and they all lived happily ever after (atleast Aurangzeb and The Consultant did)
Note:
1. All characters are fictional. Resemblance, if any is purely coincidental.
2. Kindly refer the opening post on Buffering Theories for any reference to the main characters.
A little bit of background about Madame before proceeding with the narrative. Madame was a senior of the Conquerors. As happens a lot in B Schools, she had found a lesser half to hang out with in her first year, but had subsequently had a fallout in the summer and now was looking out for pastures afresh. And this particular pasture was as green as it could get with a plethora of options.
1.Shivaji: If she had wanted him, she would have had him (obviously!!!)
2.Sambaji: Among other things he was an excellent dancer and she loved dancing.
3.The Buffer: He was gossipy, talkative and extremely garrulous. If she had wanted a girlfriend, she would have had to look no further.
4.Aurangzeb: He had a great sense of humour, but the fact that he had lived a sheltered life went against him.
5.The Knight: He was of the “still waters run deep” variety.
6.Ladykiller: he fit the bill perfectly
7.The Consultant: naah
So, Madame had taken control of proceedings in the room where Ladykiller, The Consultant and Aurangzeb resided. And it was ofcourse frequented by Shivaji, Sambaji, The Knight and The Buffer. The house rules as set by Madame included cleanliness, stocking of food and drink items, arty drawings on the wall (as drawn by her), buntings, lights and other decorative stuff during festivals to name a few. The Consultant hated all this. How dare she come and try to dominate their bachelor pad he thought. But he kept it mostly to himself. Aurangzeb was least bothered by the House Rules. As far as he was concerned, they did not apply to his corner of the room. Ladykiller absolutely loved it all and egged her on to get more creative. Anything would do, as long as he managed to win her attention.
Madame obviously had zeroed in on Ladykiller as he was the most receptive to her arty inclinations and also because of the fact that he volunteered to “help” her out with assignments, took her out for wining and dining whenever she desired and was also good at the “go fetch” game.
The “go fetch” game went somewhat like this:
Ladykiller, would you please go fetch some samosas for me.
Ladykiller, would you please go fetch me some tea, now that’s a dear
Ladykiller, I need you to go fetch me a Xerox of my assignment, like right now!!!
Savvy???
So, as the term progressed, Madame started hanging out more and more with Ladykiller and they had reached that grey area where they were “just friends” and everyone else apart from them knew that they were a so called “item”. And it was one night, during this phase when the story of the crashing clock occurred.
Aurangzeb was feeling quite unwell that night and had gone to bed early. He was down with a viral and thought it best to rest and recuperate. When he went to bed, at around 11 pm, all the lights were on, The Consultant was busy fiddling with his laptop and Ladykiller was nowhere to be seen. He woke up somewhere around 3 am, groggy and disoriented, vaguely aware of some noises in the room, but not quite able to comprehend what they were.
A lot of factors including the ravages of time have contributed to there being many versions of what followed next being narrated:
Aurangzeb’s Version:
Not quite able to make out the noises emanating from the other corner of the room, he got up from his bed and in trying to reach out for his spectacles which he had kept above the cupboard adjoining his bed, his hand brushed against his alarm clock which crashed to the floor and shattered. All the noises stopped immediately. He then switched on the lights and could make out two huddled shapes under the blankets on Ladykiller’s bed. Ladykiller immediately appeared from underneath the blankets and pretended to have no knowledge of the noises. While never quite sighting the second shape, Aurangzeb feeling extremely annoyed with his roommate for putting materialistic pleasures above his ill health, walked out of the room, issuing a fatwa against Madame. While drinking several glasses of water at the water cooler and trying to cool down, he was joined by The Consultant, who claimed that he had been fast asleep and had been awakened after Aurangzeb had switched on the lights. On returning back to the room after a suitable interval, they both found it to be empty and thus went back to sleep.
The Consultant’s Version:
The Consultant had gone to bed at around 1 am. He had woken up slightly before Aurangzeb and hearing the noises, had not quite known how to react and thus pretended to feign sleep. At first, he had assumed that Ladykiller and Madame had been studying under the blankets so as to not disturb the others. But he had soon realized that this was not the case. And, while trying to go back to sleep, he had heard a loud crashing sound in the darkness and then Aurangzeb had put on the lights, issued the fatwa and walked out of the room. While still deciding whether to continue playing dead to the world or waking up, he had seen Madame creeping out of the blankets, leaving the room in a huff and Ladykiller closely following while trying to pacify her.
Ladykiller’s Version:
Ladykiller had returned to the room at around 2 am with Madame after going for a stroll along the banks of the river adjoining the college. He had found both The Consultant and Aurangzeb fast asleep and not wanting to disturb them had switched off the lights. Madame and he had then started discussing a case study that she had to present the next morning. However, as she was feeling cold, they had continued the discussion under the blankets and the noises that his roommates had heard was a heated debate on the formatting to be used in the presentation – she had been for Garamond whereas he was insisting on Tahoma, taking the aesthetic aspects of the presentation into consideration.
Sambaji and The Buffer’s Version:
Sambaji and The Buffer had been taking a stroll around campus at 3 am to help digest the heavy dinner they had partaken at midnight. On the way, they strolled through the corridor housing the three roommates, hoping that they might have been awake. However, just as they were about to knock on their door, there was a loud crashing sound (which they later learnt was Aurangzeb throwing his alarm clock at Madame), the door opened suddenly, and Madame ran out of the room in her birthday suit with the Alarm Clock clutched strategically.
Shivaji and The Knight’s Version:
Shivaji and The Knight had been smoking outside the boy’s hostel at 3 am. But just as they were about to call it a night, they heard a loud crashing sound emanating from Aurangzeb’s room. Shivaji believed that it was gunshot, whereas The Knight was trying to convince him that this could not be the case. But before they could verify the truth, they saw an upset Madame walking hurridly out of the hostel with Ladykiller in hot pursuit. Fearing the worst, they ran inside the hostel and on entering the room found it to be empty except for two indistinct shapes on Ladykiller’s bed under the blankets. Hoping against hope for their two comrade’s safety, they pulled back the covers, only to be shocked at finding a startled Hot Potato and Femme Fatale under the covers.
Whichever the true version of the story, after this particular incident, Madame reduced her dominance of their room and the House Rules considerably and they all lived happily ever after (atleast Aurangzeb and The Consultant did)
Note:
1. All characters are fictional. Resemblance, if any is purely coincidental.
2. Kindly refer the opening post on Buffering Theories for any reference to the main characters.
15 May 2011
RR - 015: The Marijuana Incident
It was a clear, pleasant night. The stars were bright in the sky. There was a full moon etc etc. But the Conquerors were not seeing any of this. Why? Because they were busy slogging on their Marketing Assignment. The deadline was 9 am the next morning. And procrastrination had lead to them starting it at 11 pm the previous night. And when you were in the project group with the conquerors, doing assignments was not an easy task.
A typical pattern would be as follows:
Sambaji would have made some preparations for the assignment before the group met (imagine that !!!) based on some notes in class and some diligent reading of the case study material. But this superficial good student behaviour had an ulterior motive. He usually dozed off at 1 am sharp................case study solved or not !!!
Aurangzeb aspired to be the "Brain" of the group. So he loved to argue out and thrash over the minutest of details of case studies thus taking hours for a case study which should have needed minutes to solve.
The Knight used to be the partner in crime of Aurangzeb in these case studies. He too loved to argue over stuff. He would have loved to be The Espionage Agent but sadly lacked the assets needed for that particular job profile. So he had to settle for the wannabe "Brain" role with Aurangzeb.
Ladykiller was the anti Espionage Agent. He would carefully listen to all the discussions which Sambaji, Aurangzeb and The Knight had (before 1 am) and those which Aurangzeb and The Knight had (post 1 am) and leak out the salient points to the Lady Espionage Agents of other groups hoping that this would lead him to Nirvana.
And finally there was The Consultant. He was The Formatter. And an awesome one at that. He would usually pay no attention to the group when the case study was being debated but would spring to life after the discussions ended (usually at 3 am) and would leave the rest blinking in disbelief when the matter was presented the next day.
So coming back to the night in question. The aforementioned characters were struggling through their case study when The Knight suddenly got a call at around 1 am. It was IWPAF. Universal Soldier had been put behind bars by the cops and they needed his help urgently.
Now The Conquerors while into Buffering, Cluster Bombing and lots of other such mundane stuff were nice guys at the end of it all. They loved to play Good Samaritans (maybe they thought it would help score some brownie points with the right audience). Hence, as soon as they got this SOS, The Knight and Shivaji hopped on to their respective rides with Aurangzeb riding pillion behind The Knight. They soon reached the station imprisioning Universal Soldier and while IWPAF directed The Knight into the Station JLo started narrating the how, where and why.
For those not in the know, Jlo was ofcourse famous for her magnificient derriere. She had come under the radar of Shivaji and Sambaji on the first day of college itself but they had not had much of a chance to work their theories on her as she had started dating IWPAF a few days into college. Here, thought Shivaji was his big chance to go one up on Sambaji.
Jlo leaned against the car, gave a sigh (in unison with Shivaji and Aurangzeb) and narrated her story as follows:
Looking at the clear, pleasant night, the bright stars, the full moon etc etc, unlike the Conquerors who were wrestling with their assignment, Universal Soldier, IWPAF and herself decided to go out for dinner. After tossing down quite a few ones, the merry trio decided to go for a drive. And some way into the drive, Universal Soldier saw something irrestible: a traffic cone. So he stopped the car, got down, picked up the cone, put it into the back seat much to JLo's astonishment (or so she said), got back in and started driving again. However, this was a trap. Hardly had they gone a few kilometers, than a siren sounded behind them and the cops started chasing them. Apparently, she said, they had been hunting for these very traffic cone stealers.
"Ahh" exclaimed Aurangzeb. "That explains it !!!
On getting a puzzled glance from Jlo and Shivaji, he started narrating the incident.
Two days before, when Aurangzeb woke up in the morning and decided to have some lunch (yes morning was past 12) he found a gleaming traffic cone in the corridor outside his room. And Universal Soldier playing policeman. He was making their juniors pass from only one side of the cone and deriving great amusement out of it. The day before, when he woke up again in time for lunch, he found a second gleaming cone beside the first and Universal Soldier cackling with glee. And this morning he had found the third of the trio.
"Ahh" exclaimed JLo and Shivaji, getting Aurangzeb's drift.
At this point, JLo continued her narration. Hearing the wailing siren behind them, Universal Soldier stomped on the accelerator and tried to out run the cops. However, these were not like the stereotypical Hindi film cops who were always outwitted by the crooks. They had another vehicle coming from the opposite direction and soon sandwiched Universal Soldier & Co. On being asked to get out of the car, Universal Soldier tried to muscle his was through and as a result was soon cooling his heels behind bars.
Now, Shivaji was a great believer of the "Strike when the iron is hot" theory. So he said:
Dont you worry my dear,
We will have him out in a jiffy, dont ye fear,
But you look on the verge of a tear,
Let me take you to the comfort of a bar quite near
Aurangzeb pretended not to have heard these very cheesy lines. He was now getting eager to rescue Universal Soldier, get done with this ridiculous situation and get back to their assignment. And it seemed that JLo had definitely not heard it. There was something much more important on her mind.
She took a step towards Shivaji, looked deep into his eyes and said in a husky voice "There has been something I have been meaning to tell you for quite some time now"
"Tell me" said Shivaji eagerly taking a step towards her, thinking this was the moment he had been bombing for ages now.
"There is some marijuana in the car" she said.
"Eh?" said Shivaji, jumping two steps backward
Aurangzeb and he looked at each other dumbfounded. They did not know whether to laugh or cry. It was as if gravity had pulled her brains into her famed backside. She had narrated the nights incidents for the better part of half an hour with illicit stuff in a car parked within the premises of a Police Station. Quite unbelievable !!!
The next few moments passed by in a flash. Shivaji quickly took the offending stuff out of the vehicle and got rid of it. The Knight managed to free Universal Soldier. And Aurangzeb managed to get them back to campus in time to complete their assignment.
And they lived to buffer another day.
Note:
1. All characters are fictional. Resemblance, if any is purely coincidental.
2. Kindly refer the opening post on Buffering Theories for any reference to the main characters.
A typical pattern would be as follows:
Sambaji would have made some preparations for the assignment before the group met (imagine that !!!) based on some notes in class and some diligent reading of the case study material. But this superficial good student behaviour had an ulterior motive. He usually dozed off at 1 am sharp................case study solved or not !!!
Aurangzeb aspired to be the "Brain" of the group. So he loved to argue out and thrash over the minutest of details of case studies thus taking hours for a case study which should have needed minutes to solve.
The Knight used to be the partner in crime of Aurangzeb in these case studies. He too loved to argue over stuff. He would have loved to be The Espionage Agent but sadly lacked the assets needed for that particular job profile. So he had to settle for the wannabe "Brain" role with Aurangzeb.
Ladykiller was the anti Espionage Agent. He would carefully listen to all the discussions which Sambaji, Aurangzeb and The Knight had (before 1 am) and those which Aurangzeb and The Knight had (post 1 am) and leak out the salient points to the Lady Espionage Agents of other groups hoping that this would lead him to Nirvana.
And finally there was The Consultant. He was The Formatter. And an awesome one at that. He would usually pay no attention to the group when the case study was being debated but would spring to life after the discussions ended (usually at 3 am) and would leave the rest blinking in disbelief when the matter was presented the next day.
So coming back to the night in question. The aforementioned characters were struggling through their case study when The Knight suddenly got a call at around 1 am. It was IWPAF. Universal Soldier had been put behind bars by the cops and they needed his help urgently.
Now The Conquerors while into Buffering, Cluster Bombing and lots of other such mundane stuff were nice guys at the end of it all. They loved to play Good Samaritans (maybe they thought it would help score some brownie points with the right audience). Hence, as soon as they got this SOS, The Knight and Shivaji hopped on to their respective rides with Aurangzeb riding pillion behind The Knight. They soon reached the station imprisioning Universal Soldier and while IWPAF directed The Knight into the Station JLo started narrating the how, where and why.
For those not in the know, Jlo was ofcourse famous for her magnificient derriere. She had come under the radar of Shivaji and Sambaji on the first day of college itself but they had not had much of a chance to work their theories on her as she had started dating IWPAF a few days into college. Here, thought Shivaji was his big chance to go one up on Sambaji.
Jlo leaned against the car, gave a sigh (in unison with Shivaji and Aurangzeb) and narrated her story as follows:
Looking at the clear, pleasant night, the bright stars, the full moon etc etc, unlike the Conquerors who were wrestling with their assignment, Universal Soldier, IWPAF and herself decided to go out for dinner. After tossing down quite a few ones, the merry trio decided to go for a drive. And some way into the drive, Universal Soldier saw something irrestible: a traffic cone. So he stopped the car, got down, picked up the cone, put it into the back seat much to JLo's astonishment (or so she said), got back in and started driving again. However, this was a trap. Hardly had they gone a few kilometers, than a siren sounded behind them and the cops started chasing them. Apparently, she said, they had been hunting for these very traffic cone stealers.
"Ahh" exclaimed Aurangzeb. "That explains it !!!
On getting a puzzled glance from Jlo and Shivaji, he started narrating the incident.
Two days before, when Aurangzeb woke up in the morning and decided to have some lunch (yes morning was past 12) he found a gleaming traffic cone in the corridor outside his room. And Universal Soldier playing policeman. He was making their juniors pass from only one side of the cone and deriving great amusement out of it. The day before, when he woke up again in time for lunch, he found a second gleaming cone beside the first and Universal Soldier cackling with glee. And this morning he had found the third of the trio.
"Ahh" exclaimed JLo and Shivaji, getting Aurangzeb's drift.
At this point, JLo continued her narration. Hearing the wailing siren behind them, Universal Soldier stomped on the accelerator and tried to out run the cops. However, these were not like the stereotypical Hindi film cops who were always outwitted by the crooks. They had another vehicle coming from the opposite direction and soon sandwiched Universal Soldier & Co. On being asked to get out of the car, Universal Soldier tried to muscle his was through and as a result was soon cooling his heels behind bars.
Now, Shivaji was a great believer of the "Strike when the iron is hot" theory. So he said:
Dont you worry my dear,
We will have him out in a jiffy, dont ye fear,
But you look on the verge of a tear,
Let me take you to the comfort of a bar quite near
Aurangzeb pretended not to have heard these very cheesy lines. He was now getting eager to rescue Universal Soldier, get done with this ridiculous situation and get back to their assignment. And it seemed that JLo had definitely not heard it. There was something much more important on her mind.
She took a step towards Shivaji, looked deep into his eyes and said in a husky voice "There has been something I have been meaning to tell you for quite some time now"
"Tell me" said Shivaji eagerly taking a step towards her, thinking this was the moment he had been bombing for ages now.
"There is some marijuana in the car" she said.
"Eh?" said Shivaji, jumping two steps backward
Aurangzeb and he looked at each other dumbfounded. They did not know whether to laugh or cry. It was as if gravity had pulled her brains into her famed backside. She had narrated the nights incidents for the better part of half an hour with illicit stuff in a car parked within the premises of a Police Station. Quite unbelievable !!!
The next few moments passed by in a flash. Shivaji quickly took the offending stuff out of the vehicle and got rid of it. The Knight managed to free Universal Soldier. And Aurangzeb managed to get them back to campus in time to complete their assignment.
And they lived to buffer another day.
Note:
1. All characters are fictional. Resemblance, if any is purely coincidental.
2. Kindly refer the opening post on Buffering Theories for any reference to the main characters.
8 May 2011
RR-014: Buffering Theories - Prologue (Part 2)
The first month of Term 1 went off quite smoothly. Aurangzeb, Sambaji & Ladykiller were last in Economics after the first round of quizzes. Shivaji who was rooming with The Knight (but not hanging out with them just yet) had become insomniacal due to the rythmic battlecries that the Knight emitted all through the night.Aurangzeb was getting used to listening to high decibel (read jarring) Punjabi Pop blasting till 3 am courtesy The Consultant and hordes of chicks hanging out with Ladykiller at all points of time. The seniors after having ragged them to glory initially had now become good pals.
All in all it was good fun.
And then Shivaji started hanging out with the Conquerors!!!
To understand how this happened one needs to flashback to the time before they joined LLM. The Seniors were doing their summers and eager to help out their as yet to join junior batch. The juniors were extremely eager to know intricate details which would help define their future at the college (dress codes, hostel food, vehicle parking, eating out places, beach parties...............in short everything apart from the course). So a group was created for these extremely important queries and everything was hunky dory with the same queries being repeated over and over again and ditto with the answers till one day Sarcozy entered the fray.
Now Sarcozy at that point of time was a complete mystery. Initially nobody even knew who he was - junior/ senior/ hacker maybe?. He was in fact a senior who was very good at writing extremely sarcastic emails and really loved to make fun of many of the silly queries which most juniors tended to ask.
And it all began like this. A chick had a query (yes everything starts with chicks !!!)about the same extremely important stuff mentioned about earlier. Since this was like the hundreth query on the same topic, there came a very sarcastic riposte from Sarcozy. Seeing a battle brewing up, Shivaji and Sambaji saw the chance to score some brownie points with the chick by defending her......... err virtual honour.
Over the next few days, there began a series of battles with the two trading insults with Sarcozy who gve back with equal gusto. Interestingly the lady whose honour was being defended was virtually nowhere to be seen during this interval. To cut a long story short it concluded by Shivaji and Sambaji asking Sarcozy to "get a life !" and Sarcozy in turn calling them a gay couple. Even more interestingly, post the mayhem,which went on for a couple of weeks, the chick re-appeared and posted that she had loved Sarcozy's sarcasm and would love to meet up with him, thus leaving both Shivaji and Sambaji red faced and nowhere to hide.
This resulted in not only some added spice in the ragging sessions which happened when they joined campus but also some bonding between them thus resulting in Shivaji eventually hanging out with them. Now Shivaji's addition to the group brought out a latent dimension in the group. While on the surface they all joked about his cluster bombing theories and his sink before you swim attitude, they all secretly admired him. And so it was that these six guys hung out a lot together. Most nights they would be found at their regular watering hole called Angels. They never quite figured out why they hung out so much there..............maybe it was the cheap booze, or the strictly ok food or the proximity to campus.
So the only person left to join the band was The Buffer. And they bumped into him a month down the line, or he literally bumped himself into them.
It was a week night. There wernt any particular assignments to do, and they were all still recovering from their previous night's binge. A good night thought Aurangzeb to sleep a little early (early was 12 am)and get some much needed shuteye. But just as he was straightening out the blankets, in walked Sambaji and The Buffer. Sambaji and The Buffer had discovered that they were acquainted and Sambaji wanted to share his sorrow with the rest. So in came The Buffer, introduced himself and promptly plonked himself on the floor...............for the next three hours. After half an hour of polite conversation, Aurangzeb started giving tiny yawns hoping The Buffer would take the hint. He did not. After another half hour of not so polite conversation, Aurangzeb gave bigger yawns accompanied by sound bytes. The Buffer still did not notice. After another half an hour, Aurangzeb tunneled under the sheets and pretended to be asleep hoping The Buffer would atleast now go away. But he still did not. Though they did not know it then, this was the moment when The Buffer actually became The Buffer designate. If he could just walk into a room and have a monologue with three almost complete strangers who were trying their best to escape, then he could well buffer anybody else on campus.
But by the end of term 1, they had all gelled together quite well and thus started The Buffering Theory.
Note:
1. All characters are fictional. Resemblance, if any is purely coincidental.
2. Kindly refer the opening post on Buffering Theories for any reference to the main characters.
All in all it was good fun.
And then Shivaji started hanging out with the Conquerors!!!
To understand how this happened one needs to flashback to the time before they joined LLM. The Seniors were doing their summers and eager to help out their as yet to join junior batch. The juniors were extremely eager to know intricate details which would help define their future at the college (dress codes, hostel food, vehicle parking, eating out places, beach parties...............in short everything apart from the course). So a group was created for these extremely important queries and everything was hunky dory with the same queries being repeated over and over again and ditto with the answers till one day Sarcozy entered the fray.
Now Sarcozy at that point of time was a complete mystery. Initially nobody even knew who he was - junior/ senior/ hacker maybe?. He was in fact a senior who was very good at writing extremely sarcastic emails and really loved to make fun of many of the silly queries which most juniors tended to ask.
And it all began like this. A chick had a query (yes everything starts with chicks !!!)about the same extremely important stuff mentioned about earlier. Since this was like the hundreth query on the same topic, there came a very sarcastic riposte from Sarcozy. Seeing a battle brewing up, Shivaji and Sambaji saw the chance to score some brownie points with the chick by defending her......... err virtual honour.
Over the next few days, there began a series of battles with the two trading insults with Sarcozy who gve back with equal gusto. Interestingly the lady whose honour was being defended was virtually nowhere to be seen during this interval. To cut a long story short it concluded by Shivaji and Sambaji asking Sarcozy to "get a life !" and Sarcozy in turn calling them a gay couple. Even more interestingly, post the mayhem,which went on for a couple of weeks, the chick re-appeared and posted that she had loved Sarcozy's sarcasm and would love to meet up with him, thus leaving both Shivaji and Sambaji red faced and nowhere to hide.
This resulted in not only some added spice in the ragging sessions which happened when they joined campus but also some bonding between them thus resulting in Shivaji eventually hanging out with them. Now Shivaji's addition to the group brought out a latent dimension in the group. While on the surface they all joked about his cluster bombing theories and his sink before you swim attitude, they all secretly admired him. And so it was that these six guys hung out a lot together. Most nights they would be found at their regular watering hole called Angels. They never quite figured out why they hung out so much there..............maybe it was the cheap booze, or the strictly ok food or the proximity to campus.
So the only person left to join the band was The Buffer. And they bumped into him a month down the line, or he literally bumped himself into them.
It was a week night. There wernt any particular assignments to do, and they were all still recovering from their previous night's binge. A good night thought Aurangzeb to sleep a little early (early was 12 am)and get some much needed shuteye. But just as he was straightening out the blankets, in walked Sambaji and The Buffer. Sambaji and The Buffer had discovered that they were acquainted and Sambaji wanted to share his sorrow with the rest. So in came The Buffer, introduced himself and promptly plonked himself on the floor...............for the next three hours. After half an hour of polite conversation, Aurangzeb started giving tiny yawns hoping The Buffer would take the hint. He did not. After another half hour of not so polite conversation, Aurangzeb gave bigger yawns accompanied by sound bytes. The Buffer still did not notice. After another half an hour, Aurangzeb tunneled under the sheets and pretended to be asleep hoping The Buffer would atleast now go away. But he still did not. Though they did not know it then, this was the moment when The Buffer actually became The Buffer designate. If he could just walk into a room and have a monologue with three almost complete strangers who were trying their best to escape, then he could well buffer anybody else on campus.
But by the end of term 1, they had all gelled together quite well and thus started The Buffering Theory.
Note:
1. All characters are fictional. Resemblance, if any is purely coincidental.
2. Kindly refer the opening post on Buffering Theories for any reference to the main characters.
20 Mar 2011
RR-013: Buffering Theories - Prologue (Part 1)
How it all began:
Circa 2005. Aurangzeb was eagerly awaiting the results of his final MBA entrance exam. This was his last opportunity to do a PGDBM this year, else he would have to continue at his low paying, blade manufacturing organisation for another year. Fortunately, when the results came in, he had managed to get through by the skin of his teeth. Thus he quit his job, packed his bag and got ready to do his MBA in La La Land.
The Knight had been busy trying to make his Architectural career earn him a living. But it was not much fun designing footwalks and promenades and not getting paid for them. So he started thinking along the lines of a PG somewhere in between fighting for his cheques. And thought became action when he saw his confirmation letter in the mail one day.
The Buffer had done his engineering from a college which sounded more like a Baba Ramdev/ Art of Living Institute.They taught revolutionary things about automobiles there. Like torque being directly proportional to speed and thus a Rolls Royce having to start in the 4th gear. So what better way to practise what they preached than doing a Masters in La La Land thought the Buffer. And thus one more joined the growing group.
The Consultant had worked with the best from…………….the consulting field ofcourse. But he had one burning ambition in life: get houses, cars, money (and lots of it) and a perch at the top of the corporate ladder before he was thirty. And the ladder began with a PG.
Ladykiller had worked at a BPO after his graduation. As a result of which he had become an insomniac, developed a slight accent and also got girls drooling all over him. But he had now reached a stage where it was time for him to get rid of the first two and ofcourse enhance the third.
Sambaji came from the Shipping Industry. He knew the ins and outs of the industry as well as the people working there right from the highly CEO’s to the lowly secretaries. But somehere he felt something was missing. He wanted to go from a big ship in a small pond to a slightly smaller ship in a larger pond. And so he too found himself enrolling for the course in La La land.
And finally there was Shivaji. He had worked for a year on the shopfloor putting his engineering skills to great use. But there was one tiny little problem. The shopfloor did not have any members of the opposite sex working there. So to broaden his horizons, both figuratively and literally he too joined up.
So, in the June of 2005, there were these aforementioned characters who landed up at the La La Land of Management (referred to hereon as LLM)
It was a Sunday when Aurangzeb arrived on campus with a few other people he had met on the train. He had met Ladykiller too on the train but was mildly put off by his American accent and North Indian style. However, fate had something else in mind. By the time the group arrived on campus, there were only two good rooms available in the hostel and by the time Aurangzeb could inspect and select, there was only the one left with the three guys he knew on the train having taken the other one.
So with a sigh he took the ground floor room and prayed for a couple of decent roommates.And it was not 15 minutes before the first one arrived. And who was it but Ladykiller himself. Having trawled through the hostel and coming to the same realization as Aurangzeb had a few moments earlier, he dumped his bags on the bed opposite to Aurangzeb’s and immediately lit up a cigarette. Both started unpacking their stuff and over the next couple of hours were almost done when The Consultant walked in with his disapproving father. Why disapproving?................because there were plenty of cigarette buts strewn on the floor courtesy Ladykiller.
But fortunately for all concerned, his father kept his disapproval to himself and so formed the first part of the Conquerors.
The next morning, they attended their first classes of the term and herein had a problem in the very first task assigned to them. They had to form a five member group for doing their project work. Now anybody who has done a PG would attest to the importance of Project Members. Typically you come across the following types of co-members:
a. The Free Rider: He/She would be least interested in the happenings around them and all they looked forward to was getting a degree with minimum input and maximum output.
b. The Brain: This species was the brain of the group as the name suggested. They would be the driving force of the group, leading and co-ordinating everything.
c. The Hardworker: All the donkey work right from collecting data, making notes in class, taking printouts and submitting assignments on time would come in their purview.
d. The Espionage Agent: His/Her KRA was simple. Find out what the other groups were upto and bring back inputs which would be crucial in ensuring that their group was not at the bottom of the pile. Any means used to gather this information was considered fair, including doing cosy dinners, emotional atyaachaar and flaunting of assets (if any).
e. The Formatter: Last but definitely not the least. Their role was crucial as presentations were key in an MBA. Absolute rubbish presented in the most technologically advanced and sophisticated manner accompanied by large doses of gyaan usually won the day. The duty of the Formatter started after the group had finalized its presentation matter. He/ She would then make such drastic changes to the slides that the rest of the members would also be shocked (pleasantly ofcourse) when it was presented the next day.
While Aurangzeb, Ladykiller and The Consultant had not as yet come to these definitive conclusions about their roles, they recognized that they needed two more individuals to fulfill the criteria of five members. And they bumped into them the very next day at the college canteen. The Knight and Sambaji were loitering around outside the canteen looking for three additional members to complete their own group. And it went somewhat like this:
“Hey you” said The Knight
“Hey you yourself” said Ladykiller
“We were looking for some members for our group” said The Knight
“Us too” said The Consultant
“We would rather have three chicks, but since they all got booked ages ago, how about you joining us?” said Sambaji
“Oh we love speaking in falsettos” said Aurangzeb who was slightly miffed with this sexist statement
“Done” said Ladykiller quickly before things escalated any further.
And off they went to grab a beer.
So this was how the first part of the Conquerors met up and would go on to form "The Buffering Theory" after they met up with Shivaji, The Buffer and the rest of them.
Note:
1. All characters are fictional. Resemblance, if any is purely coincidental.
2. Kindly refer the opening post on Buffering Theories for any reference to the main characters.
Circa 2005. Aurangzeb was eagerly awaiting the results of his final MBA entrance exam. This was his last opportunity to do a PGDBM this year, else he would have to continue at his low paying, blade manufacturing organisation for another year. Fortunately, when the results came in, he had managed to get through by the skin of his teeth. Thus he quit his job, packed his bag and got ready to do his MBA in La La Land.
The Knight had been busy trying to make his Architectural career earn him a living. But it was not much fun designing footwalks and promenades and not getting paid for them. So he started thinking along the lines of a PG somewhere in between fighting for his cheques. And thought became action when he saw his confirmation letter in the mail one day.
The Buffer had done his engineering from a college which sounded more like a Baba Ramdev/ Art of Living Institute.They taught revolutionary things about automobiles there. Like torque being directly proportional to speed and thus a Rolls Royce having to start in the 4th gear. So what better way to practise what they preached than doing a Masters in La La Land thought the Buffer. And thus one more joined the growing group.
The Consultant had worked with the best from…………….the consulting field ofcourse. But he had one burning ambition in life: get houses, cars, money (and lots of it) and a perch at the top of the corporate ladder before he was thirty. And the ladder began with a PG.
Ladykiller had worked at a BPO after his graduation. As a result of which he had become an insomniac, developed a slight accent and also got girls drooling all over him. But he had now reached a stage where it was time for him to get rid of the first two and ofcourse enhance the third.
Sambaji came from the Shipping Industry. He knew the ins and outs of the industry as well as the people working there right from the highly CEO’s to the lowly secretaries. But somehere he felt something was missing. He wanted to go from a big ship in a small pond to a slightly smaller ship in a larger pond. And so he too found himself enrolling for the course in La La land.
And finally there was Shivaji. He had worked for a year on the shopfloor putting his engineering skills to great use. But there was one tiny little problem. The shopfloor did not have any members of the opposite sex working there. So to broaden his horizons, both figuratively and literally he too joined up.
So, in the June of 2005, there were these aforementioned characters who landed up at the La La Land of Management (referred to hereon as LLM)
It was a Sunday when Aurangzeb arrived on campus with a few other people he had met on the train. He had met Ladykiller too on the train but was mildly put off by his American accent and North Indian style. However, fate had something else in mind. By the time the group arrived on campus, there were only two good rooms available in the hostel and by the time Aurangzeb could inspect and select, there was only the one left with the three guys he knew on the train having taken the other one.
So with a sigh he took the ground floor room and prayed for a couple of decent roommates.And it was not 15 minutes before the first one arrived. And who was it but Ladykiller himself. Having trawled through the hostel and coming to the same realization as Aurangzeb had a few moments earlier, he dumped his bags on the bed opposite to Aurangzeb’s and immediately lit up a cigarette. Both started unpacking their stuff and over the next couple of hours were almost done when The Consultant walked in with his disapproving father. Why disapproving?................because there were plenty of cigarette buts strewn on the floor courtesy Ladykiller.
But fortunately for all concerned, his father kept his disapproval to himself and so formed the first part of the Conquerors.
The next morning, they attended their first classes of the term and herein had a problem in the very first task assigned to them. They had to form a five member group for doing their project work. Now anybody who has done a PG would attest to the importance of Project Members. Typically you come across the following types of co-members:
a. The Free Rider: He/She would be least interested in the happenings around them and all they looked forward to was getting a degree with minimum input and maximum output.
b. The Brain: This species was the brain of the group as the name suggested. They would be the driving force of the group, leading and co-ordinating everything.
c. The Hardworker: All the donkey work right from collecting data, making notes in class, taking printouts and submitting assignments on time would come in their purview.
d. The Espionage Agent: His/Her KRA was simple. Find out what the other groups were upto and bring back inputs which would be crucial in ensuring that their group was not at the bottom of the pile. Any means used to gather this information was considered fair, including doing cosy dinners, emotional atyaachaar and flaunting of assets (if any).
e. The Formatter: Last but definitely not the least. Their role was crucial as presentations were key in an MBA. Absolute rubbish presented in the most technologically advanced and sophisticated manner accompanied by large doses of gyaan usually won the day. The duty of the Formatter started after the group had finalized its presentation matter. He/ She would then make such drastic changes to the slides that the rest of the members would also be shocked (pleasantly ofcourse) when it was presented the next day.
While Aurangzeb, Ladykiller and The Consultant had not as yet come to these definitive conclusions about their roles, they recognized that they needed two more individuals to fulfill the criteria of five members. And they bumped into them the very next day at the college canteen. The Knight and Sambaji were loitering around outside the canteen looking for three additional members to complete their own group. And it went somewhat like this:
“Hey you” said The Knight
“Hey you yourself” said Ladykiller
“We were looking for some members for our group” said The Knight
“Us too” said The Consultant
“We would rather have three chicks, but since they all got booked ages ago, how about you joining us?” said Sambaji
“Oh we love speaking in falsettos” said Aurangzeb who was slightly miffed with this sexist statement
“Done” said Ladykiller quickly before things escalated any further.
And off they went to grab a beer.
So this was how the first part of the Conquerors met up and would go on to form "The Buffering Theory" after they met up with Shivaji, The Buffer and the rest of them.
Note:
1. All characters are fictional. Resemblance, if any is purely coincidental.
2. Kindly refer the opening post on Buffering Theories for any reference to the main characters.
19 Feb 2011
RR-012: Of Hot Potatoes and Doomed Capers - Part II
He roamed through the ground floor of the boys hostel but it was devoid of the fairer sex. He then climbed up to the first floor and voila...........struck gold!!!
There were two damsels there, waiting in the corridor as if God had sent them there to be invited to go clubbing with Shivaji.He approached them with a nonchalent swagger and asked if they would be interested in going out clubbing and they ofcourse said.............. yes!!!
So down the stairs ran Shivaji in double quick time to inform his companions of their upturn in fortunes. However, by then two things had happened. Aurangzeb, not seeing much scope for conquering conquered territories had retired for the night. And The Buffer had managed to invite Mel B along on the insistence of Gengis Khan. For those not in the know Gengis and Mel were dating at that point of time.
Now Mel was quite a fun girl to be with. She was always ready to go out and have a good time and clubbing ofcourse was second nature to her. However, she tended to be a little aggressive and dominating at times but that probably was needed to keep Gengis's roving eye in check. But this is where the Buffer showed his forward thinking and shrewed brain. He had not called Mel only because of her pleasing personality and fun loving nature. Her ownership of an automobile had been a deciding factor.
So after a lengthy interval in which the damsels were getting ready, Sambaji finally spotted Dumb Blonde 1, Dumb Blonde 2 (hereafter referred to as DB1 and DB 2) and surprisingly Masakali making their way towards them. Mel had already joined them a few moments ago and the party was now ready to rock (a few nice ones on the rocks while waiting for the better half tend to make the atmosphere all merry and cheery).
Gengis surprisingly was nowhere to be seen. Assuming he had tired of the whole scenario, the group moved towards transportation. The Buffer of course joined the ladies in the car, whereas Shivaji and Sambaji followed them on their two wheeler. The Buffer started making introductions in the car.(you wouldnt expect the Mel's, DB's and Masakali's of the world to hang out together now would you?)
And just as he finished the introductions Masakali had a FITM (foot in the mouth) moment " First they had called Hot Potato and myself to party, but since she left after a fight, you are now the able replacements". The DB's gave big smiles, probably taking this as a big compliment. However, Mel gave a dirty look to The Buffer who now wished he had joined Shivaji and Sambaji on the bike.
They soon reached the disk and Mel hit the dance floor with The Buffer and Sambaji and left Shivaji trying to think of some smart one liners to get the remaining three on the dance floor. But he was in for a rude surprise. When he invited them to the dance floor, all three said in unison "We dont dance". When he asked them bout their choice of drink, all three again said in unison "We dont drink". To cut a long story short, they spent the entire evening, standing with folded arms and quite ruined Shivaji's evening. The Buffer, quite forgetting his duties boogie woogied in his own patented style whereas Sambaji rocked the dance floor as always.
It was early morning by the time the group returned back to campus (both the dancing and non dancing members) This was when all hell broke loose when Mel found Gengis with Femme Fatale. His unexplained absence earlier in the evening was thus discovered.
This was when seeing an opportune moment, Shivaji, Sambaji and The Buffer made themselves scarce not wanting to get into domestic disputes. And keeping in mind the adage "Form is temporary, Class is permanent." they started planning on Buffering their next target..................Femme Fatale.
Note:
1. All characters are fictional. Resemblance, if any is purely coincidental.
2. Kindly refer the opening post on Buffering Theories for any reference to the main characters.
There were two damsels there, waiting in the corridor as if God had sent them there to be invited to go clubbing with Shivaji.He approached them with a nonchalent swagger and asked if they would be interested in going out clubbing and they ofcourse said.............. yes!!!
So down the stairs ran Shivaji in double quick time to inform his companions of their upturn in fortunes. However, by then two things had happened. Aurangzeb, not seeing much scope for conquering conquered territories had retired for the night. And The Buffer had managed to invite Mel B along on the insistence of Gengis Khan. For those not in the know Gengis and Mel were dating at that point of time.
Now Mel was quite a fun girl to be with. She was always ready to go out and have a good time and clubbing ofcourse was second nature to her. However, she tended to be a little aggressive and dominating at times but that probably was needed to keep Gengis's roving eye in check. But this is where the Buffer showed his forward thinking and shrewed brain. He had not called Mel only because of her pleasing personality and fun loving nature. Her ownership of an automobile had been a deciding factor.
So after a lengthy interval in which the damsels were getting ready, Sambaji finally spotted Dumb Blonde 1, Dumb Blonde 2 (hereafter referred to as DB1 and DB 2) and surprisingly Masakali making their way towards them. Mel had already joined them a few moments ago and the party was now ready to rock (a few nice ones on the rocks while waiting for the better half tend to make the atmosphere all merry and cheery).
Gengis surprisingly was nowhere to be seen. Assuming he had tired of the whole scenario, the group moved towards transportation. The Buffer of course joined the ladies in the car, whereas Shivaji and Sambaji followed them on their two wheeler. The Buffer started making introductions in the car.(you wouldnt expect the Mel's, DB's and Masakali's of the world to hang out together now would you?)
And just as he finished the introductions Masakali had a FITM (foot in the mouth) moment " First they had called Hot Potato and myself to party, but since she left after a fight, you are now the able replacements". The DB's gave big smiles, probably taking this as a big compliment. However, Mel gave a dirty look to The Buffer who now wished he had joined Shivaji and Sambaji on the bike.
They soon reached the disk and Mel hit the dance floor with The Buffer and Sambaji and left Shivaji trying to think of some smart one liners to get the remaining three on the dance floor. But he was in for a rude surprise. When he invited them to the dance floor, all three said in unison "We dont dance". When he asked them bout their choice of drink, all three again said in unison "We dont drink". To cut a long story short, they spent the entire evening, standing with folded arms and quite ruined Shivaji's evening. The Buffer, quite forgetting his duties boogie woogied in his own patented style whereas Sambaji rocked the dance floor as always.
It was early morning by the time the group returned back to campus (both the dancing and non dancing members) This was when all hell broke loose when Mel found Gengis with Femme Fatale. His unexplained absence earlier in the evening was thus discovered.
This was when seeing an opportune moment, Shivaji, Sambaji and The Buffer made themselves scarce not wanting to get into domestic disputes. And keeping in mind the adage "Form is temporary, Class is permanent." they started planning on Buffering their next target..................Femme Fatale.
Note:
1. All characters are fictional. Resemblance, if any is purely coincidental.
2. Kindly refer the opening post on Buffering Theories for any reference to the main characters.
13 Feb 2011
RR-011: Of Hot Potatoes and Doomed Capers !!!
After "Mission B" the conquerors had been on the lookout for similar opportunities to test and succesfully execute their "Buffering Theory".An opportunity presented itself one fine Saturday Night.
There was a roadside pub just by the river which was a very popular watering hole for all and sundry. This particular Saturday Night Shivaji, Sambaji, Aurangzeb and The Buffer were all gathered there. Shivaji was sharing the exhilarating news of new lands being sighted. He wasnt very far from impersonating the weary Sailor who after being away at sea for long months, excitedly shouts "Land Ahoy" on spotting friendly shores.
So Shivaji started sharing(and everybody was all ears) on how he had made plans to go clubbing with two Gals later in the night. There were mixed reactions from the audience on knowing the identities of the company they were going to be in which can probably be guessed from the descriptions below:
The Initial Company:
1. Hot Potato: When a Hot Potato falls into the hands of A, he flips it into the air to prevent it from burning his palms, at which point of time it is caught by B who in turn has to do the same thing all over again.
2. Masakali: Accented english was her claim to fame and her gait would have put Gisele Bundchen to shame.
3. Gengis Khan: He was similar in zest if not deed to the legendary Mongolian Warrior.
And just as Shivaji finished narrating the plan they could watch Gengis and the damsels approaching them from different directions. So they said "cheers" to one another and emptied their respective glasses.
Introductions were made and refills ordered all around. But before the party mood could be built up, a sudden friction cropped up with Hot Potato and Masakali on the one side and Shivaji, Sambaji and Gengis on the other. It originated from Hot Potato's roots (no pun intended) and quickly escalated into a slanging match resulting in the two damsels upping and leaving.
This was a most unfortunate and unexpected twist in the evening's proceedings. Now what were the conquerors to do? Shivaji was determined to go clubbing no matter what the cost. If the Hot Potatoe's and Masakali's of the world thought they could prevent him from executing Buffering Theories, they were highly mistaken.
So off he went around the campus in search of new dancing partners.
to be continued....
Note:
1. All characters are fictional. Resemblance, if any is purely coincidental.
2. Kindly refer the opening post on Buffering Theories for any reference to the main characters.
There was a roadside pub just by the river which was a very popular watering hole for all and sundry. This particular Saturday Night Shivaji, Sambaji, Aurangzeb and The Buffer were all gathered there. Shivaji was sharing the exhilarating news of new lands being sighted. He wasnt very far from impersonating the weary Sailor who after being away at sea for long months, excitedly shouts "Land Ahoy" on spotting friendly shores.
So Shivaji started sharing(and everybody was all ears) on how he had made plans to go clubbing with two Gals later in the night. There were mixed reactions from the audience on knowing the identities of the company they were going to be in which can probably be guessed from the descriptions below:
The Initial Company:
1. Hot Potato: When a Hot Potato falls into the hands of A, he flips it into the air to prevent it from burning his palms, at which point of time it is caught by B who in turn has to do the same thing all over again.
2. Masakali: Accented english was her claim to fame and her gait would have put Gisele Bundchen to shame.
3. Gengis Khan: He was similar in zest if not deed to the legendary Mongolian Warrior.
And just as Shivaji finished narrating the plan they could watch Gengis and the damsels approaching them from different directions. So they said "cheers" to one another and emptied their respective glasses.
Introductions were made and refills ordered all around. But before the party mood could be built up, a sudden friction cropped up with Hot Potato and Masakali on the one side and Shivaji, Sambaji and Gengis on the other. It originated from Hot Potato's roots (no pun intended) and quickly escalated into a slanging match resulting in the two damsels upping and leaving.
This was a most unfortunate and unexpected twist in the evening's proceedings. Now what were the conquerors to do? Shivaji was determined to go clubbing no matter what the cost. If the Hot Potatoe's and Masakali's of the world thought they could prevent him from executing Buffering Theories, they were highly mistaken.
So off he went around the campus in search of new dancing partners.
to be continued....
Note:
1. All characters are fictional. Resemblance, if any is purely coincidental.
2. Kindly refer the opening post on Buffering Theories for any reference to the main characters.
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