Recap : Last week we saw that Sunny saved his friends from the tiger by performing the greatest ever Nag Dance. His vocal presence was too enchanting to be resisted by Tara who went and smooched him which almost killed Sunny and now the story continues.
It started with utmost bliss and probably the end feeling was the same. But, it was sandwiched between pain which can only be experienced in the wildest of nightmares. The poison maimed and mutilated his mind and body and he only wished that the angel of death be his guest and that too asap. But, as it always happened something came in the way (gawd cant he just die and I wont have to write this stupid story again). Water started flowing in his system and magically offset the effect of poison, but it wasnt just water inside him, it was all over him as if he was being flooded. He opened his eyes and was startled to see a huge collection of people around him (most of em crying and a few cheering). His hands were tied down and he saw Shamshera coming in to the picture saying "Nanga nahayega kya Nichode gaa kya" and splashing some more water on him.
This was unbelievable. Were all his adventures just a figment of his imagination? He didnt think so. It seemed too real to be a dream. Still he had to deal with his present in order to figure out what had transpired. What he saw ahead took his breath away. It was the dreaded scene of an emaciated old man (dmk of the past) on a BSA SLR classic bicycle charging towards him(you might think what the freck). It was the fastest killer machine in the village, but wait speed was never the point. Actually, the man was carrying a bag of Ambuja cement with an X inscribed in red ink and that literally spelled doom. This killer combo had crushed to pieces whole armies of trucks and ants, so was used for the harshest punishments meted out by the Panchayat these days.
Sunny somehow knew that he was in possession of supernatural powers. To test his belief, he hit the ground hard and to his amazement, saw a shiver run through the ground and he was kinda hoping that it would blow away the impending danger. But, the killer stood firm. After all, Ambuja Cement Mazbooti ka Doosra Naam hai. He now knew that his time was up and since he had this thought, just as a last wish he asked what was the time. Since it was a last wish, everybody looked at their watch, including the man on the killer bike and this caused the powerful bag to slide down the bike into the adjacent pool of sand. But wait, it was no ordinary sand, it was quicksand and the more the weight, the faster the sand slides and since the Cement had the weight of belief it sunk faster than the rock of love in an ocean.
So, Sunny lives to kill (aunties) again and thats it for this week. I surely will b byack with some more stuff. Till then, say Saa say Ree and then say Whos ur Daddy SaaRee? (Lame!!)It started with utmost bliss and probably the end feeling was the same. But, it was sandwiched between pain which can only be experienced in the wildest of nightmares. The poison maimed and mutilated his mind and body and he only wished that the angel of death be his guest and that too asap. But, as it always happened something came in the way (gawd cant he just die and I wont have to write this stupid story again). Water started flowing in his system and magically offset the effect of poison, but it wasnt just water inside him, it was all over him as if he was being flooded. He opened his eyes and was startled to see a huge collection of people around him (most of em crying and a few cheering). His hands were tied down and he saw Shamshera coming in to the picture saying "Nanga nahayega kya Nichode gaa kya" and splashing some more water on him.
This was unbelievable. Were all his adventures just a figment of his imagination? He didnt think so. It seemed too real to be a dream. Still he had to deal with his present in order to figure out what had transpired. What he saw ahead took his breath away. It was the dreaded scene of an emaciated old man (dmk of the past) on a BSA SLR classic bicycle charging towards him(you might think what the freck). It was the fastest killer machine in the village, but wait speed was never the point. Actually, the man was carrying a bag of Ambuja cement with an X inscribed in red ink and that literally spelled doom. This killer combo had crushed to pieces whole armies of trucks and ants, so was used for the harshest punishments meted out by the Panchayat these days.
Sunny somehow knew that he was in possession of supernatural powers. To test his belief, he hit the ground hard and to his amazement, saw a shiver run through the ground and he was kinda hoping that it would blow away the impending danger. But, the killer stood firm. After all, Ambuja Cement Mazbooti ka Doosra Naam hai. He now knew that his time was up and since he had this thought, just as a last wish he asked what was the time. Since it was a last wish, everybody looked at their watch, including the man on the killer bike and this caused the powerful bag to slide down the bike into the adjacent pool of sand. But wait, it was no ordinary sand, it was quicksand and the more the weight, the faster the sand slides and since the Cement had the weight of belief it sunk faster than the rock of love in an ocean.
2 comments:
dude.. wassup... weekend kya karra?
bahut kuch...mast soya nd khoob saara sapna dekha nd sapne mai to obv bahut kuch hota hai, so it was eventful :)
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