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The scourge of women (Or their allure?)

Babubhai Katara is a despicable man. Last week he was in the news for having been caught red-handed while trying to smuggle a lady abroad by passing her as his wife under a fake passport. What's funny is that he'd cleared the immigration and the customs check and both of them were merrily seated in the airplane with less than half an hour to go for the takeoff and that's when, that's exactly when his crookedly malicious fate decided to shake a leg. A fellow lady passenger aboard lost her passport. The officials started pulling out all the documents and in a routine check asked Babubhai Katara's supposed wife what her name was and in a lyrical moment, she will rue every single day of her life, the lady blurted out her real name of Paramjeet, instead of the name she should've given, Sarada Ben, the name on the fake passport she’d used. Needless to say, with that swift stroke Babubhai Katara's political and personal life has come to naught. That he deserved it

Funky Chicken Jig!

Way better than the Brett Lee leap or the Shoaib Akhtar bird flap motion or Sreesanth's mid pitch dance! Hail Langford-Smith! :-D P.S. : Some pesky browser issues have prevented me from blogging from work. Am on my way to getting a broadband connection at home. Next post around the corner about the scourge of women , in less than a week's time.

Professional Exigencies

One fine day: Super Boss: Hi Issac. There’s this interesting new project I want to involve you with. It’s going to be very exciting. It could probably be the best learning you’ve had thus far in HT. It’s blah blah blah blah…. Let me know what you think of it. Me: Umm…Well… Err… Actually I don’t think I’m the right guy for this. I mean, I don’t think this interests me enough. Super Boss: Oh ok. Good day Me: Good day… Another fine day: Super Boss: I think you should do a stint in this new department. It’s going to be very unique and challenging and will give you an insight into this aspect of business. Me: Umm…Well…Err… I don’t think I’m keen to do this. But… Super Boss: Ah… it’s ok. Good day. Me: Good day. Another, another fine day, in office: Friend: You wanna play on the terrace? Me: Oh yeah, but didn’t we lose the football we last used? Friend: I got a new one today. Me: Let’s go… So we went playing on the terrace. I was leading 9-5 in the game and the football fell off the terrace.

:-(

WI lose three in a row...