Its a Saturday, Sir !!

Now I ve heard everything. Dishkeeeewwww !!!! (the sound of the bullet fired) and sssppplaat !! (the sound of a hole in the brain). I really wanna shoot those bastards. Alright.. now that my anger is partially vented, and also that people have by and far realized that I have a personal vendetta against this particular group of gentlemen, let the description roll.

My cousin was moving to Pune this past week by an evening train from Majestic. All set with his luggage, he asks me, ‘Bro.. Could you drop me to this nearest auto stand ?’ I wanna ask him ‘Do you wish to spoil my evening bro?’ But then I leave it at that and kindly oblige. So I put the luggage (including him) on my bike and drive to the nearest auto stand about half-a-kilometer away from my house.

It is a sight to behold. About 5 auto parked in a straight line, one behind the other, the auto walas all gathered around the nearest pan galla (somehow I feel either the pan waala finds the auto stand or the auto walas hire a pan wala wherever they decide to set up their so called den) joking and laughing and having fun. Suddenly I get a feeling that the country is on its progressive curve with even everyone happy and content. I am not offended, not visibly.. not yet.

So I go up to this group gather near the galla and make an eye contact with one of the inglorious bastards. ‘Majestic’ I utter…  he smiles.. now I am offended… ‘185’ he utters in English.. I ask him to put the meter and to that.. the gentleman says ‘Sir.. it’s a weekend… a Saturday.. I wont get another savari’.

Now I ve heard everything….

ALT + TAB

Ya’all must know what ALT+TAB on your computer keyboard does. For all of you pre-historic creatures who don’t know what it does, here it is. Pressing ALT+TAB on your computer keyboard allows you to switch between various windows on your computer system. Now let me tell you what happens when the ALT+TAB misfires :)

This was the 2^nd year of my grad college LJBCA or as we in college used to puff our chests and call it ‘SYBCA’.  The time when we were really getting hooked onto the PC, being a part of the PC frenzy and with that the mania for PC games.

This special incident is about our special man Nisarg Pancholi a.k.a Nis a.k.a Andha a.k.a whatever… Nis like every other one of us was crazed about computer games. His folks always wanted him to work hard on his studies as they knew he could be much better than “paper backs” if he wanted to. But unfortunately, he wasn’t much interested. He was in love, with computer games of course. So after many failed efforts of persuading his folks to accept him as a gamer and to allow him to buy games from his non-existent pocket money… lol… he decided that he would beg borrow steal to get games onto his system, particularly that soccer game, FIFA.

After bribing some classmate with a couple of cheese-puffs and samosas, Nis finally manages to get his hands on the FIFA game. He also manages to come up with a fool-proof plan to rid his folks of suspicion. He knew that if he got caught playing games on his PC that would be the end of it. His folks had even warned him of selling off the PC if they had found him playing games.

But the wily fox that he was, he had a plan. He had created a hierarchy of folders on his drive that had names of everything pertaining of studies. There were folders called ‘study’ itself which in it had more folders called ‘java’, ‘dotnet’ and what not. But the fun part was these folders were empty. They had nothing in them but more empty folders. He would have 2 windows open, one with his game running and the other with the empty study folders. So whenever his folks wanted to take a peek as to what their son was up to, he would press ALT+TAB and would switch from the game window to the study folders window. Ass Saved. His parents would be led to think that Nis was studying. Big risk but he was ready to take it for he loved the game so much.

So one fine day, here I was sitting in his room reading up for the upcoming tests and there was Nis, busy with FIFA. What was to transpire then would leave Nis injured both mentally and physically perhaps for a long time to comeJ. And yes, I would be denied entry to his house for a longer time for having been a part of it. So Nis was busy playing when all of a sudden his dad turned up in the room. Panic spread. But Nis knew what he needed to do and in a confident jiffy, pressed ALT+TAB. Ooops.. the screen blacked out. This time Nis panicked for sure. He didn’t know what to do. He thought the ALT+TAB did not work. At the very moment when he required it to work and save him, it bombed and the screen blacked out. So his dad watching, he tried to maintain his cool and then did an ALT+TAB again and to the combined shock of everyone present in that room…. the FIFA screen popped up………..

THE END………..