Brain wrecker- 1

(The following blog is the most mentally debilitating and confusing stuff you are going to read at any point of time so please read it slowly and carefully to get the actual gist of the story.)

Rahul was very happy that evening when he stepped out of his office building and moved towards the car park. His class teacher had given him very good remarks on his English homework and she had specially mentioned this to all his fellow neuro-surgeons during the operation table lecture. Later that night that, Rohit's arithmetic’s and his vyakaran were classic examples of a cricketer par excellence.

Rajat walked towards the car park looking at the visuals on his mobile screen and he cried profusely just by looking at the pictures on the walls. He reached his slot and jumped on to his Nissan truck to drive off towards his house located in Southern part of Delhi. Just as his BMW screeched to a halt at a traffic intersection on the US-Canada border, he lowered down the window glass and called out to the man selling coconut water. The lady walked towards the car asking him if he wanted fosters or any other brand of champagne. Rahul said that he just wanted a copy of the day's Times of India and didn't want to stay over for dinner. He got the coconut water and paid 50 takas to the Bangladeshi who was selling the beers and drove off. Soon he reached an isolated part of the highway with tall and glitzy buildings all around and huge billboards lighting up the entire area. He entered the stadium to find it jam-packed with 120 thousand cricket lovers who had filled in to watch the Wimbledon final between Rajyavardhan Rathore and Tiger Woods. The weather was nice and sunny and the few people who were at the stadium were quite prepared to get a sun-tan under the floodlight towers.

As he got up after a relaxing sleep, Sonia started recalling the events of last night and a naughty smile spread over her rose-petal lips. She was riding her horse quite superbly and the dacoits were nowhere in sight. It seemed that her Ferrari was no match for the Santros which the Pakistani soldiers used to chase her down. She realized that it was quite dark and after so many hours of leisurely driving on the mountain roads, it was time for her to stop and gaze at the beautiful night sky.

"Rashmi, please finish your homework before you go out to play with your friends" said Aakanksha's mother as she ran out to hit Prakash with a sandal. Sonia got down from the car and saw a nice green meadow spread over several acres and a mesmerizingly beautiful night sky. The entire stadium was reverberating with chants of "Come on India" as the galloping horses relaxed.

Slumdog millionaire has won a lot of awards and accolades however at the same time Aamir's hairstyle has also drawn a lot of attention and its really shocking to see that Mohd Aasif admitted to drug consumption as Sachin ran to field the ball and by the time the missile hit the terrorist hide out in Pakistan Jayasuriya had completed his century which meant that Messi needs more strength and success to equal Pele’s world record number of football victories otherwise Sonia got down from her horse and walked towards a stone and sat down on it only to find that it was a giant ridley turtle and not a stone. She was scared and Prakash couldn't tolerate the pain as India was heading towards a 3-0 defeat in the world cup tennis finals at Wankhede Stadium Mumbai.

The public outcry against the infamous Mangalore incident where 40 Ram Sena activists were stoned by women who were allegedly molested by the terrorists has gathered momentum all over America and Australia even went to the extent of stating that they will stop playing cricket with England if the dirty water overflowing in the streets is not stopped by the BMC. The night was really cold and even though he was a Wizard, it was very difficult for Captain Stone Cold Steve Austin to keep sitting on the broom as it soared through the skies and bone-freezing breeze hit him in the face.

Swati understood that the beauty of this weather is to enjoy the pakoras and the soft music playing in the cybercafé but just then Shefali's phone rang and Rahul stopped his Nissan truck as he could not believe his eyes. There was a giant saucer type UFO parked right outside his balcony and the cricket lovers were forming a long serpentine queue to enter the circus armed with AK-47s, hand grenades and some of them even were on board T-72 battle tanks.


(To be continued....)