(Continued from my last post)
I sat alone with my cup of coffee in the RMZ 2B pantry today.. there was a lot activity in the pantry with the chirkut organisers of Rihaaah running around and pasting their posters...I had sobered up and was not angry anymore...there are worse things on this planet than sobering up..the organisers kept talking to each other about the event..
One guy spoke about how they were planning to provide doorstep pickup and drop for all participants of the event...Another one said, "Rihaaaah is going to be the biggest event ever in the history of QGP...in terms of scale, budget, participation and duration..nothing like this has ever taken place before..the pariticipants will all be given a surprise gift at the end of the event"
Another organiser said, "there is also a release party in development which is supposed to be really good"...an evil smile came across my innocent face and i tried to wipe it off...I took out the invite to event from my wallet..the invite resembled a credit card..i was one of the special invitees...unlimited booze...disco night...DJ..dance masti..whoever thought this credit card(invite) could not buy all the happiness in the world..was either lying or did not know where to swipe his card..there was a line on the card which said..."Our code runs the world"...and these QGPians are running the marathon...irony!!
One of the pretty girls in the organising team looked at me with her innocent eyes...she had no clue i was the fake QGP player...the poster in her hand said Rihaaah...break free...the words kept ringing in my head...suddenly i underwent a spiritual transformation...i was supposed to be a superhero..and yet over the past few days i had let evil take over my soul..Burai sang jo mel rachaya..phir kabhi na choote is ka saaya...I realized Rihaaah is the place i want to be...i want to run the marathon!!! i tore the credit card shaped invite into pieces..i dont need the tempory materialistic benefits or money to make me happy...!!I am running for glory!
I looked again at the posters of Rihaaah...i had ripped apart the name rihaaah last week...although it symbolised prison it had a deep inner meaning associated with it...suddenly i could hear a ringtone..hey eco friendly..nature ke rakshak..main bhi hun nature...it was coming from my cellphone....I checked to see who called me on my secure phone line...
A deep voice came from the other end said.."hey buddy ...this is your friend Amit...main aaj dada ban gaya...Ash delivered a baby girl" ..
me: Congratulations Amit ji! Mubarak ho!!
AB: you would be busy..i dont want to disturb you..I need a name for my angel faced grandaughter...do you have any suggestions?
me: I looked at the poster in front of me..Rihaaah kaisa rahega??
AB: wahh kya naam hain..lock kiya jaye...
I sat alone with my cup of coffee in the RMZ 2B pantry today.. there was a lot activity in the pantry with the chirkut organisers of Rihaaah running around and pasting their posters...I had sobered up and was not angry anymore...there are worse things on this planet than sobering up..the organisers kept talking to each other about the event..
One guy spoke about how they were planning to provide doorstep pickup and drop for all participants of the event...Another one said, "Rihaaaah is going to be the biggest event ever in the history of QGP...in terms of scale, budget, participation and duration..nothing like this has ever taken place before..the pariticipants will all be given a surprise gift at the end of the event"
Another organiser said, "there is also a release party in development which is supposed to be really good"...an evil smile came across my innocent face and i tried to wipe it off...I took out the invite to event from my wallet..the invite resembled a credit card..i was one of the special invitees...unlimited booze...disco night...DJ..dance masti..whoever thought this credit card(invite) could not buy all the happiness in the world..was either lying or did not know where to swipe his card..there was a line on the card which said..."Our code runs the world"...and these QGPians are running the marathon...irony!!
One of the pretty girls in the organising team looked at me with her innocent eyes...she had no clue i was the fake QGP player...the poster in her hand said Rihaaah...break free...the words kept ringing in my head...suddenly i underwent a spiritual transformation...i was supposed to be a superhero..and yet over the past few days i had let evil take over my soul..Burai sang jo mel rachaya..phir kabhi na choote is ka saaya...I realized Rihaaah is the place i want to be...i want to run the marathon!!! i tore the credit card shaped invite into pieces..i dont need the tempory materialistic benefits or money to make me happy...!!I am running for glory!
I looked again at the posters of Rihaaah...i had ripped apart the name rihaaah last week...although it symbolised prison it had a deep inner meaning associated with it...suddenly i could hear a ringtone..hey eco friendly..nature ke rakshak..main bhi hun nature...it was coming from my cellphone....I checked to see who called me on my secure phone line...
A deep voice came from the other end said.."hey buddy ...this is your friend Amit...main aaj dada ban gaya...Ash delivered a baby girl" ..
me: Congratulations Amit ji! Mubarak ho!!
AB: you would be busy..i dont want to disturb you..I need a name for my angel faced grandaughter...do you have any suggestions?
me: I looked at the poster in front of me..Rihaaah kaisa rahega??
AB: wahh kya naam hain..lock kiya jaye...

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