7 MBAs together – recipe for chaos



Well well well
Firstly a big hello to everyone out there. Secondly am back from my self imposed exile on grps (still in dun so that exile still on). I would like to express my sincere gratitude and all of u who are dreading this pls kill rohit who by using my name in a mail made me realize haven’t written one in a long time. Aaaaah but I am digressing.
I was abt to narrate the story of 8 MBAs together well actually 7 and me I think I am fake. Hmmm where shall I start?
Okie I reach Delhi one nice weekend as I am very bored in dun valley (inspite of or is it because of all the grt movies I see the heights being XXX 2 in HINDI) I was supposed to meet my old chum and ex roomie Ravi, and former block mates Niranjan and Gehani. Aaah sweet old times I think and off I go. anyway after much frantic phone calling I reach the place where I was to meet them (this after they keep ensuring that I will not get lost bcoz CP inner circle is a circle and I would eventually reach somewhere called united coffee house which strangely sells more beer than coffee) and my dear ex roomie the rotund RAVI had just gotten rotunder (maybe his Korea exploits did the trick - mail him to ask abt those), a very bearded NIRANJAN (either TVS not paying him enuf or he doing with his beard what I am doing with my hair - not trimming diff being I look like the long haired Sai Baba and he looks like john Abraham minus the good looks and grt body - here let me clarify that I have this from informed sources that the latter Johnny boy that is good looking and has a grt body - I think he looks like a beggar and would drop a 50 paisa coin in his bowl) and GEHANI (he sees me promptly tells me a joke abt Jassi and immediately calls him to convey that joke too) well we having coffee and in walks PUSHPI (yup my colleague who didn’t know I was in Delhi - u see we are too busy sleeping to interact much during office hours), JASSI (whose boss has told him that best thing he can do for achieving sales targets is try and not sell a car) and NILESH (who very strangely has still NOT got married).
well after Ravi and I guzzle down 3 beers, nilesh has a very strange sounding coffee (yup wonder of wonders u do get coffee there), jassi and pushpi have choc shakes and the other 2 (too many ppl to go around typing every ones names) have cold drinks, we decide we shall have dinner. The place fixed we set off.
Nilesh on his bike, neeru alone, Ravi on his kinetic (that thing still works), pushpi, gehani, me and jassi in his maruti car (specified bcoz the guy works in TATA motors).
Now jassi driving, pushpi sitting in front with map of Delhi (why he was carrying it only god and he knows) gehani and meself in back. we go down one road, call up Ravi, take a u turn, pushpi looks at map, go straight down take another u turn and after several such shenanigans reach the required destination which was exactly where we took the first U TURN(here the moral to be learnt is thank god they don’t have qualifications as MBA for drivers – imagine the state of public transport) bcoz HERE WERE 4 MBAs from one of the premier institutions in INDIA getting their heads together with one more MBA on the phone and doing things which drunk illiterates wouldn’t do which is take u turns from required destination and then reach it back after 15 mins of driving and feel genuinely ELATED at that prospect. 6
Well after dinner off we go again, this time to INDIA gate to have ice cream. We spend around 45 mins there wondering why the gate is called so, why ppl weren’t allowed near, what wud happen if we gate crashed (he he that was funny) etc etc and after 45 mins during which we have bought a bubble blower (yup the same thing that little kids play with) and some phosphorous shiny thing which can be thrown up and run after (once again for description refer to previous description) we realize it’s high time to get back and we still haven’t had ice creams. Well suffice to say we all went back without ice creams but with this
knowledge that great MBAs together don’t really pay off - alas another thought just struck me: this was just 7 of us together imagine the haalat of co like infy which has taken 17 from our junior batch not to mention all time grts of our batch like jyotirmay Swiss padhi, great pile of sahu and other such specimens) Anyway the mail is long, the author sleepy, so good night and let me leave al of u.
All on this very loving note:
Sahu - do get married but do NOT come to dehradun for a honey moon
Padhi - one more word abt Swiss and I wud be praying the Swiss rats eat u up
Rathi - free sms and Chennai go grt together and if joshi can so can u
Nenu- pls shave
Ravi-reduce
B2-whta the heck is German measles and stop trying to patao my frnd
...........too many ppl to give advice to.........but finally
Pushpi - aaah will tell u in class itself tom

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