Friday, August 21, 2015

A MOM AND SON STORY- A PUNCH ON THE BRAINS - HUNCHBACKS FOREVER


A MOM AND SON STORY- A PUNCH ON THE BRAINS - HUNCHBACKS FOREVER

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I was thinking the whole day. What must have happened? The whole Monsoon Session was lost. Good governance has taken a backseat. Shouts, placards, occupying wells of houses have become rule of the day.


First, I had a nap. There was a daydream. I suddenly woke up. Then, I went into a deep sleep. I had a dream. It was a big hall. On the outside it was written, " War Room". On the dias were seated a Mom and a Son. The rest were sitting on the floor with folded hands. Behind them, again there were huge number of chairs on which were seated men and women dressed in the most fashionable way and each was smiling in his/her own style. I counted. On the floor were seated forty two gentlemen/women. On the chairs behind were four hundred twenty (420) men and women. I recognized them as Media men and women, the way they were smiling, without reason.


Son started speaking. "This suit-boot sarkar". Mom gestured something. All the forty two rushed to the well and started shouting. Nothing is audible. Men/women seated behind started writing in stenography and were sending messages on "Whatsapp". " Rehearsals are going on very well. An agressive Party President gestured. All the forty two rushed to the well. Son was bewildered. He adjourned the meeting." This repeated 23 times, to coincide with the number of days of the Sessions. All were happy. Saddeep Dardesai remarked, "Fist fights would have been a better option". He was still deeply mad about Madison. Horrornob said, "Gesticulating with left hand while shouting  would have added punch." Darkha Bhatt said, " I hope I would be allowed to twist the whole scene, when I break it on my TV. But, it was decided to follow this course only.


Twenty one days, the same scene was enacted. The other side, in huge majority, did not react. Nation was bewildered. "Spineless! ", they thought. They said so on Media and Social Media.

The whole shouting was about "We are corrupt", but " You are also corrupt". When the session was three more days left, the leader of the majority group called a meeting and told this story.


Conflict Resolution



There was once an English man and a Scots man who lived next door to each other. The English man owned a hen and each morning would look in his garden and pick up one of his hen's golden eggs .

One day he looked into his garden and saw that the hen had laid a golden egg in the Scots Man's garden. He was about to go next door when he saw the Scots man pick up the egg. The English Man ran up to the Scots man and told him that the egg belonged to him because he owned the hen. The  Scots Man disagreed because the egg was laid on his property.


They argued for a while until finally the English Man said "In my family we normally solve disputes by the following message: I kick you in the balls and measure the time how long it takes you to get back up. Then you kick me in the brains and measure the time how long it takes for me to get up. Who so ever gets up quicker wins the egg."


The Scots man agreed to this and so the English man found his heaviest pair of boots and put them on, he took a few steps back, then ran toward the  and kicked as hard as he could in the brains.

The Scots Man fell to the floor clutching his head howling in agony for three hours.


Eventually the Scots man stood up and said "Now it's my turn to kick you." The Englishman said "Keep the  egg with you only. I have the hen that lays a golden egg daily.


The majority understood the message and gave such a kick that the last two days, there was peace.

The majority, that had the hen was enjoying a golden egg a day. One in MP, one in Rajathsan and very soon in Bihar, another in UP, WB etc.,


The minority group that was kicked out of wits forgot about the single golden egg they wanted to steal and it got consumed by mud and their neighbors too were wary to ally with them.





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               VANDE MATARAM



MORAL: IF YOU SHOW ONE FINGER AT OTHERS THE REMAINING FOUR FINGERS SHOW YOU.