Roshan's back..!!

I jumped off the plane and found that my parachute wasn’t opening. No, in fact I was just knocking at Roshan’s door. I mean, that’s how it would feel standing there knowing that his mom would open the door. In just a few seconds the door cranked open treating my ears with a few silly noises. I would have been charred to death and instantly evaporated (due to ‘shock’), if it was someone other than his mom at the door. I mean only she had to open the door, at least to piss me off. Anyway, as usual she looked at me as if she had wasted her precious time just to open the door for me. She said- “He’s in the room. Sleeping” and vanished into the kitchen. I entered the hall and I felt this weird thought passing through my brain; I felt like I was playing ‘ball’ with a chimpanzee in an American zoo. Don’t ask for further explanations please. Then I noticed Roshan’s 8 year old brother sleeping on the sofa. I felt like watching a Lion making love with a deer. I mean, I never thought that was possible.

Finally I stepped into Roshan’s room and that idiot was sleeping too. I was kissing that chimpanzee by now. As I walked towards him to shake him up, I heard him talking in his sleep- “Sorry ma’am, I didn’t come to school because my grandfather died yesterday……. Oh Last week?? Errrrr… Oh ya, my grandmother died last week……… ohh is it? Then maybe it’s my grandmother’s sister…………” he went on. I thought about the job in hand; how to wake this guy up from sleep? Finally, I grabbed my cell phone and played one of Himesh Reshammia’s nasal growls and Roshan jumped out of his bed like a ghost. He stared at me, rubbed his eyes and said- “Oh, it’s you.”

“Yeah. What were you doing in school man? I thought you would be running around trees with that ‘Air Hostess’ girl.”

“What to do macha! Last night I was thinking about that day when we begged our School principal for attendance. You remember?”

“Yeah. But WE didn’t beg. It was YOU who begged and almost cried.” I reminded him.

“Shut up macha. Otherwise, he would have informed our parents about what we did that day.” He reminded me of things I had tried all my life to forget.

“Hey, how about we go meet them now? Our school teachers I mean. It’ll be nice after such a long time.”

“Get lost. No way.”

In ten minutes, we were in his car heading to school; he was driving and I was praying. He took a sharp right turn and my heart almost skidded towards my ribs. He was not a bad driver; he was a terrible driver. Just when I started thanking god that we were just a kilometer away from our destination, he applied brakes and brought the car to a sudden halt. He turned and stared at me with his round eyes. He looked like the male version of Rakhi Sawanth. He behaved like a pressure cooker, as though invisible steam blew out from his ears. I got scared; I got tensed. I recited my last prayers. I tested my lost voice and enquired- “What’s up? What happened?”

As though like the whistling of a cooker, he exhaled, hit me on my head and said- “Stupid. It’s Sunday today. The school will be closed.” He was right; I felt silly, I felt ashamed. I felt- like a Superman without powers; like a crow without wings; like James Bond posing without pants. On the other hand, Roshan’s face glowed victoriously, as though he had fought the war and won the princess.

Anyway, we just had to roam around the school, literally and head back home. In an hour, we were back at the door of his house waiting for his mom to open. As usual, she never disappoints. She stared hard at me and told Roshan- “One more time I see you wearing that T-shirt, I’ll not let you in.” I knew that was for me. As ever I didn’t care. If I’d cared, by now I would have invited you all for my tenth 'Death Day' celebrations. Anyway, I entered in and Roshan’s brother who had woken up by now was in full action like those dinosaurs in Jurassic Park. As usually he hurled his plastic monkey at me and I dodged it with perfection and grace. But I had enough for the day. I collected my bike’s keys and disappeared from there in 3.2 seconds.

“A day spent with Roshan is called a ‘Stupid-day’. It is also known as ‘Everyday’.”


  Priya Joyce

December 21, 2009 at 2:43 PM

**felt- like a Superman without powers; like a crow without wings; like James Bond posing without pants.

wah wah..wat gr88 examples..
am a fan of ya..:P

haha loved to go thru the wonderfull write up..
at points like "he ws not a bad driver he was a terrible driver" lolzzzzz

  Saurabh Panshikar

December 21, 2009 at 3:10 PM

You mean James bond without his gun?

And Lion making love to Deer?



December 21, 2009 at 3:15 PM

@PJ ...

Thanksie :D


No.. not gun, i said PANTS....And the lion thing.. Read the sentence following it for the explanation of the comparison.. :)


  uchiha teee

December 21, 2009 at 4:49 PM

James Bond posing without pants. LOL


December 21, 2009 at 6:11 PM

ROshan is hero! Lol the male version of RAkhi...amazing comparison :P

  PS the Pratsie

December 22, 2009 at 1:33 AM

good reading u again ! :)


December 22, 2009 at 11:10 AM

lol at the last line and lion making love to a deer! :P :D

  Dr Riya

December 23, 2009 at 12:45 AM

He he.. Loved the line.. Lion making love to a deer.. Lol.. Nice write up..


December 23, 2009 at 2:36 PM

He was not a bad driver; he was a terrible driver. He looked like the male version of Rakhi Sawanth. like a crow without wings; like James Bond posing without pants.

Arjun.. Only you can make me laugh with all your deadly comparisons!!!! :D Good post man!

  Inty swetha

December 23, 2009 at 8:53 PM

ha ha :) pandi .. "he looked like a male Rakhi Sawanth" !! thats hilarious :)
hey i miss ur thrilling stories ...


December 25, 2009 at 4:00 AM

Wish school kids are allowed to drive to school


December 25, 2009 at 12:00 PM

Thanks guys... Thanks all of u... :)


No brother... They are college kids going to meet their school teachers.... This has turned into a kind of a series... so i tht u wld know.. :P

Merry Christmas all of You..!! :)



June 24, 2011 at 1:23 PM

ROTFL...this is some humor, pal. keep 'em coming, will return for more. ;)