Truth be told, it was the Meister who was bugging all n sundry for a treat but no one gave him one....poor Meister. Instead, the more interesting (as declared by Fraulein SS) Potato got the treat.
It was at whatsisname...that Chinese fragrance place in City Centre. The menu was easily the weirdest the Potato has ever had - there was brinjal, there was chicken cooked in honey and lemon...and....drumrolls...there was chicken fried in orange juice!!!
The party was apparently to celebrate Ugly's imminent release from the evil, capitalist, imperialist company who is out to destroy all that is good and pure and innocent etc etc (as claimed by the Commi bastards, the Cultural Studies hypocrites and sadly the ex-Special One.......foocking morons the lot of them)
Anyway Ugly is quitting coz she was feeling depressed and like a prisoner there. Apparently people (or rather doodle people....a separate group of Homo Sapiens) find her intimidating and unapproachable.....who knows why
Anyway, all the best for her new life and job etc. The Potato will never forget her for introducing him to.....chicken fried in orange juice!!!
While coming back home, the Potato got a talkative autowallah and they started discussing things. Soon, the dude started to tell his life story. Apparently, all his brothers studied and now have jobs....he didn't so he is now driving an auto...he was quite philosophical about it. Recently his sis had some heart probs and they could aford the treatment only coz of that Rajiv Arogyashree scheme. Nice to know that at least some of our money is going to worthy causes.
The autodude likes travelling apparently and claimed to have gone to a few cities. Once he had gone to Ajmer Shareef, where displaying serious Meisteresque tendencies, the dude managed to lose his wallet. He had a couple of hundred left which he used to come back to Mumbai. Upon reaching Mumbai he went to pray to his god. After praying, he met a dude who told him to meet another dude who runs a canteen. He met this canteen dude and told him about the problem. This canteen dude then fed him and gave him enough money to go buy tickets for home.
If the story is true, then it is a nice one. Good to know that there are still people out there who help people and that we Indians have still not been morally and spiritually corrupted by the decadent, evil west (as the Commi bastards, the Cultural Studies hypocrites and sadly the ex-Special One would have you believe...foocking dimwits the lot of them)
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Welcome about the orange juice chicken!
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