the very thin line .....

There is a very thin line (well the thickness of the line actually depends on your vision) between well structured, sarcastic,elegant humour and random senseless gibber.

After my last post I have been reminded by one of my "well wishers" that I am right on the verge and my next choice of words would either catapult me to critical acclaim as a "sarcastic and elegantly funny" writer or just a "joker" whose paltry vocabulary, handicapped thought and ghastly presentation sends you scampering for "Dispirin" (for the terrible head-ache resulting from reading such a masterpiece).

I have also been warned not to underestimate myself and been advised not to use "Loser" to describe any person bcoz as Hrithik said in koi mil gaya "Sir, kisi ko bhi chota mat samhjiye...kyon ki har chota ek na ek din bara zaroor ban jata hain"...........so all are heroes in their own special way and in their own area of expertise as endorsed by Hero cycles.."har ghar me ek hero rehta hain"........No, matter how well we express our thoughts in english but sometimes a few bits and pieces of hindi just adds that elegant "Bhavnao ko samjho" touch to the entire discussion.

Today I would rather like to talk about a friend of mine nicknamed Tinks. We are born with special gifts (I like to believe that but seriously haven't the special gift alloted for me yet....may terms& conditions apply even in heaven). Tinks has a very special gift. He has a finger.......for all those whose thoughts are wavering towards risque & dangerous territory......please come back to your senses. Tinks does not have a bone in him that even thinks on those lines. So moving on this person has a special nose where he fits his special finger and digs deep to fetch "gold". Apparently we tried to mind-map his emotional state with his "treasure hunt" contest but gave after we realised that his F-16 fighter finger touched base too often for our comfort.

He is damn good at sudoku and would surpise with his "courtesy visits" to seniors at a time when the rest of us would actually curse them.

Whenever he returned back to the hostel after a vacation or short trip he would come back with huge re-inforcements of apple,sweets and cookies. But taking advantage of his polite nature and average physique we would all jump on him in the corridor itself and by the time he reached his room we not only have conquered enemy territory we would actually have the audacity to offer him his cookie from our stock and in rather cool mood we would ask "aarey tinks khayega.....arey sharmata kyon hain...apna hi samajh".......poor tinku. He would be speechless for sometime and try to absorb the shock while checking his scraps (hardly any new scraps would be on display so he would go through the earlier ones instead) and enter the Demon. This demon is nicknamed Orkut simply bcoz during the initial years he would only be seen glued to his homepage........anyways Orkut would enter and laugh at tinku's face in such a terrible way

that would even make non-tinkus too lose there mind........and after the fits of ominous laughter

he would politely put a hand behind tinku's back and ask "tinks biscuit khayega????.......mujhe sandip diya.....sunne mein aaya ki tujhe loot liya gaya hain....ye le main tere liye biscuit laya hoon" ...............

Tinks also has a rather amusing way of calling you up and instead of saying hello he would go "aur bata".......considering that he was the one to call up I would often retort "Tu bata"

......and then he would go on and how he hated his job and wanted desperately to come back home.......One fine day I was in a rather mischievious mood when he called and started whinning about his damn job and how he wanted a transfer......I told him about how vidaysagar had threatened to quit if not allowed a leave......and with few more quotes and few more anecdotes he was suddenly pumped up to have a showdown with the HR to either get him transferred or relieve him of his duties.....but I suddenly heard another voice from the other end and almost instantly Tinks said "Arey yaar abhi chalta hoon....boss bula raha hain"......when I retorted about the above mentioned showdown he blankly said "fir kabhi"........I guess some people are just not Vertebrates enough(you know with the backbone and stuff)

Enough of Tinker-Tanker story for now.....I shall update more on this phenomenon we love to call Tinks.

Disclaimer: Tinks, we all love you for who you are......irrespective of all these pranks and leg-pulling I am glad to have a friend like you. What the hell !!!!!! I have told you worse and that to in your face, so just deal with it :-) :-) :-)............for those of you who don't know tinks you can send in queries.....I would be more than happy to pass them on to the "Legend" !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!