Sunday, August 31, 2008

A cup of Tea, plate of Maggi,nd a poached egg


"At the stroke of the midnight hour, while the world sleeps, India will awaken to life and freedom,"

-Jawaharlal Nehru, (either president or prime minister of India...am not sure coz am drunk!!)

But never mind...we NITians won’t be present to awaken to so called "life nd freedom"...coz we will definitely be busy munchin at the night canteen....

so lemme tell u a story......

dere was dis guy far off in da land of foods.....his mom used to cook good good things for him....but it was never able to tantalize his taste buds....he thought he was meant for higher food....

until one sad day he was bought nd left to da hands of this demon mess-wala.....

he laughed nd laughed nd laughed....until he forgot why was he laughing.....

nd den began da days of peril......every mornin he was acidified wid those oil parathas(ok ok...also a bit of flour)....

den followed da lunches of devil's dal....conspicuous karelas....

he wasnt even spared of those "chee"ken at da dinner...

but he beard dat wrath silently......nd prayed to god for a messiah.....but he felt his prayer went unheard...he even tried to suicide by gulpin down a whole bowl of dal in one day....

den one nite...after da darkness covered every possibility of lite....

messiah arrived....armed wid is stove nd frying pan....he cam ridin thru in his cycle.....

his face glowed wid benevolence...or was it sweat....

nd he bought wid him.....our dreams....
dis guy felt da presence f messiah...nd ws drawn towards him.....

nd den he heard those magic words...."kya chahiye.....maggi ya bread omelet, ya fir lobster in oyester sauce"......(ok u got me i was kiddin!!)

he settled for a maggi....nd he saw how dis magic cook....made 5 plates of maggi frm just one packet......
by now dis guy mesmerized had no doubt abt his capabilities...

do he began to eat his plate of maggi....nd wat a experience it was coz by da time his fork reached da plate....it was empty...all he cud see was his frnds lickin their fingers....

but da messiah saw his plight nd gave him another plate....dis time....he tasted da elixir of NIT....it was lke nothing else u hav ever tasted before(maybe a bit like maggi,but nothin else dan dat)

nd satisfied he thought dat yes.....i do hav reasons to live.....

so he turned to leave da nite canteen nd face da world wid a new front...wen da messiah called frm behind...

"saab.....30 rupaiye(Rs.30) hue"

nd frm dat day onwards...his dad awaits a messiah to fill up his sons depleting bank balance....

2 comments:

tsu said...

good you learnt the the vagaries of night canteen, better late than never :P

I hard to balance between phone bills and food bills, i mean why would one want to eat when he can talk to his gf (some 500 odd kms away ;) ) on std which almost accounts to half of the revenue obtained my the phone company.

secondly, Man lobster in oyster sauce, man you got me watering big time, i'm going to kill you :D

anodr lost soul said...

sala comment xchng korish... :P