Tea Break
It was during one of the tea break while on a short course that a gossiping session was on during which after sharing some jokes the topic converged to sher shaiyeri (Lyrics and poetry). There were some officers who were fond of urdu and had a bit of knowledge on the subject so resorted to this subject with interest. With this some got bored as were finding it difficult to assimilate the words. To poke in the discussion one of our coursemate, DK started off with the following,
“Kuttey ki poonch pe kutta,
uski poonch pe kutta,
uski poonch pe kutta,
uski poonch pe kutta---------“
(A dog on a dog’s tail, another dog on his tail, another dog on his tail, yet another dog on his tail----------)
Hearing this Khurana lost patience as was getting impatient to hear the outcome hence interrupted,
“Hey what are you babbling? Do such talks at our level look nice to be discussed in the company of matured people?”
He was immediately replied by DK,
“Woh chod balance dekh” (Leave that see the balance)
Everyone burst out laughing.
DK continued further caring for Khurana’s sentiments,
“OK for your sake I will narrate another one as per your maturity level”
He continued,
“Woh gayee kabhi Delhi, kabhi Bombay,
Kabhi Calcutta, kabhi London,
Phir Canada , phir Moscow.
Palak jhapktey aa gaya Bangalore
Mera dil bhi gaya saath mein uske,
kabhi idhar, kabhi udhar
Pata nahin kidhar kidhar“
(She at times went to Delhi, at times to Bombay,
At times to Calcutta, at times to London,
Then to Canada, then to Moscow,
With a wink came Bangalore,
My heart also went along with her,
Sometimes here, sometimes there
I don’t know where)
Initially Khurana thought that he is describing some of his airhostess girlfriend with whom he is in love but when he realised that the words are going haywire he asked him,
"Then what happened to your Dil (Heart)?”
DK answered immediately,
“Woh chod speed dekh”
(Leave that notice the speed)
Saturday, February 4, 2012
Thursday, February 2, 2012
The high cost saved me
THE HIGH COST SAVED ME
Once I had an opportunity to visit the famous ‘Taj Mahal Palace Hotel’ in Mumbai just opposite to the Gateway of India. Impressed by the shopping arcade inside the hotel I decided to have a look at the beautiful showrooms around its periphery on the ground floor. Various famous trade marks had their individual showrooms in which they had displayed best of their items making it appear more like a museum. Since I was fond of pens I entered one of the showroom of ‘Mont Blanc’. Each pen was displayed like a jewellery with focussed lighting on it to attract the customer. The price tags were displayed in sparkling steel numerals. I decided to purchase one of the selected pens whose cost was displayed as Rs 1574.00 which appeared quite reasonable commensurate to its quality. I ordered the person standing there to pack it handing over my credit card for the payment while I continued watching the other pens.
After sometime he came back to me saying that the credit card is not able to pay the amount as has limits of payment upto Rs 1.5 Lacs only.
“So what’s the matter there is enough money in it?” I asked him curiously.
“No sir the cost of the pen is exceeding the amount?”he replied.
“How?”I tried to clarify from him.
“Sir because the cost is Rs one lac fifty seven thousand and four hundred only which is seven thousand four hundred more than what your credit card allows.”
It was then I realised that the cost of the pen is Rs 157400 and there is no decimal before the two zeros indicating the paisas.
Oh God! the high cost saved me today otherwise I would have lost about Rs 1.5 lac had the cost been Rs 1.5 lac or below.
Later I realised that there were pens displayed for Rs 15 Lacs also which I had assumed for Rs 15000/- The high cost of the pen had saved me.
After coming out from the hotel the world appeared so cheap.
Once I had an opportunity to visit the famous ‘Taj Mahal Palace Hotel’ in Mumbai just opposite to the Gateway of India. Impressed by the shopping arcade inside the hotel I decided to have a look at the beautiful showrooms around its periphery on the ground floor. Various famous trade marks had their individual showrooms in which they had displayed best of their items making it appear more like a museum. Since I was fond of pens I entered one of the showroom of ‘Mont Blanc’. Each pen was displayed like a jewellery with focussed lighting on it to attract the customer. The price tags were displayed in sparkling steel numerals. I decided to purchase one of the selected pens whose cost was displayed as Rs 1574.00 which appeared quite reasonable commensurate to its quality. I ordered the person standing there to pack it handing over my credit card for the payment while I continued watching the other pens.
After sometime he came back to me saying that the credit card is not able to pay the amount as has limits of payment upto Rs 1.5 Lacs only.
“So what’s the matter there is enough money in it?” I asked him curiously.
“No sir the cost of the pen is exceeding the amount?”he replied.
“How?”I tried to clarify from him.
“Sir because the cost is Rs one lac fifty seven thousand and four hundred only which is seven thousand four hundred more than what your credit card allows.”
It was then I realised that the cost of the pen is Rs 157400 and there is no decimal before the two zeros indicating the paisas.
Oh God! the high cost saved me today otherwise I would have lost about Rs 1.5 lac had the cost been Rs 1.5 lac or below.
Later I realised that there were pens displayed for Rs 15 Lacs also which I had assumed for Rs 15000/- The high cost of the pen had saved me.
After coming out from the hotel the world appeared so cheap.
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