Saturday, June 16, 2007

First and foremost, I need someone to help explain the term 'analytics' to countless aunties and uncles!



Chi knew he was a marked man.
No one swindled Mr. Black... that was the first rule of this business.
Being 22 does funny things to you, an aura of omnipotence seems to pervade the very core of your being. Its only when you reach 30 do you realise the enormity of this dillusion.

Chi walked in, the usual swagger in place. Three pegs of grey goose and he couldnt remember his address. Two pegs later he couldnt remember his name.

Two men dressed in black suits were watching all this from the counter. The unusual protrusion around their shoulders confirmed their antecedents... Black's men.

Chi was all but dead and he didnt even know it.

This is probaby a good time for an intervention aka Deus Ex Machina... Never happened though..


They walked up to Chi, put two bullets through his chest.. compliments of Mr. Black.


D

4 comments:

Babushka said...

finally!

Anonymous said...

Joke #1
They got back at Chi finally it seems. Certain incoherent facts. Has Chi died, or the divine intervention as prayed for in the post, had some Aphrodite come into the bar and give him mouth-to-mouth respiration, coz he seems to be alive and happily living off the dead in the future posts. Guess its his re-incarnation. Secondly, he seems to have a penchant for grey goose. Strange cop who likes vodka, that too really expensive one. He seems to be having a lot of money but likes travelling in an ancient 800, getting back at people. Is he, your quintessential Hindi-film hero? A dead cop, returned, loyal dog, remains.
Mr.Humour (according to your better half).

shruti said...

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Better half!!!

So, not only are you lonely and pretentious, you're presumptuous too!

Anonymous said...

i like this response.
No hard feelings, though. Goodbye.