Plane sailing
It was unfortunate.Singularly unfortunate. Out of the 300 plus passengers, he was the only victim of the airplane mishap.He took the red eye on a late monday evening. Destiny dictated the terms, as the plane began its routine journey towards distant shores.The pilot and the victim were both jackasses.Each with a penchant for outwitting the other with some outrageous, near-idiotic "practical" ones.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, this is Raj Malhotra.Your pilot for tonight's flight",announced the measured tone. In response, muted mumblings made in to the cockpit.
"Under ordinary circumstances, i would have asked you to sit back and relax for the next couple of hours.However".He chuckled at the attentive silence that followed.
"If you glance to your sides, you might catch a glimpse of the engines.Unlucky as it might seem, we have run into problems with 3 of them". Rabble..rabble..rabble.
Now, in the passenger list, was the renowned Vikram sood.As was his nature, to act pseud, fueled by his recent literary accomplishments.Currently, he stood up with a calm, assuring, pretentious smile. The rabble rested for a while. He could already visualize the next day headlines. The mystic trance was broken by random hiccups around him.Happy with the effect, he cleared his throat and launched into a song.That's it. Crowd grew insane and rained blows and kicks.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, this is Raj Malhotra.Your pilot for tonight's flight",announced the measured tone. In response, muted mumblings made in to the cockpit.
"Under ordinary circumstances, i would have asked you to sit back and relax for the next couple of hours.However".He chuckled at the attentive silence that followed.
"If you glance to your sides, you might catch a glimpse of the engines.Unlucky as it might seem, we have run into problems with 3 of them". Rabble..rabble..rabble.
Now, in the passenger list, was the renowned Vikram sood.As was his nature, to act pseud, fueled by his recent literary accomplishments.Currently, he stood up with a calm, assuring, pretentious smile. The rabble rested for a while. He could already visualize the next day headlines. The mystic trance was broken by random hiccups around him.Happy with the effect, he cleared his throat and launched into a song.That's it. Crowd grew insane and rained blows and kicks.
7 Comments:
make it Vikram Pseud...what r u doing in ur hols...other than Kriya & Friends
You have a thing for Pointy dont ya... sitting at home and still writing posts about him. Hmmmmm... interesting ;)
This Vikram Sood sounds like quite an accomplished character an established storyteller and a person who can sing his way out of the worst of situations while attacting undivided attention of 2 bloggers at the same time :)
heh
@pointy - we are going to watch Jai Chiranjeeva.gult movie. Another trip to NJ
@casa - thats true.It is difficult to end the day without giving pointy a hard time.I consider the day wasted, if i don't redeem for what he does to scores of speechless victims. I had started a pain pointy campaign too.We are looking for active,vocal supporters
@Rohan - that guy is an idiot and a jackass :)
@mudit - ? how are the "results and discissions" coming along?
Did u c Hodge's batting...Aussies make all other team look like Sissies...This proves my theory that Ashes was a diplomatic strat by the Australian government to gain favors from Tony Blair....
Hope u reach NJ in less than 10 hours this time :)
You going to NJ? I went there for shopping. Was not disappointed :D
My credit card statement has another version of the story though :(
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