FUNNY TELE-CONVERSATION

Note : The Conversation in the brackets {} contain the words which the guy is speaking to himself!!! She gives a missed call to him … and He calls her back… She: Hello! RAJ PUROHIT He: {are yaar...Raat ke 10 bajte nahin ki iski 2-2 second waali missed calls shuru…pata nahi aaj kya bore karegi } Hi ...kya baat hai..? She: kuch nahi...bas aise hi phone kiya... RAJ PUROHIT He: {Aise hee ??? Yeh kya Radio Station hai ki aise hee ...!! Aur Call kahan kiya ?... khali missed call to diya hai, roz ki tarah...} oh....ok ..kya kar rahi thi ?? She: abhi abhi dinner khatam kiya...tum kya kar rahe the? He: {mai to lunch karke utha hoon na} Mera bhi abhi abhi dinner khatam hua.. ab...."Ladki Kyon Najaane Kyon" sun raha hu FM par.... She: nice song… (And then she hums a line from the song "Hum Tum") He: {Yaaaaaaaaarrrrr …kyun bola gaane ka naam .. Ab ye Madonna saare raag gaa degi yaheen} Hey!!!! Tum itni achchi gaati ho? mujhe pata hi nahi tha .. She: * giggles * RAJ PUROHIT He: {Ohhhho kya hansti hai .... aisa lag raha hai koi gaadi start kar raha hai} Hey ek aur baar gaao na pls! She: Yehan sab so rahe hai... Agar main gaaongi to sab uth jaaenge… He: {Ekdum Correct....woh yehi samjhenge ki koi paagal, kisi baat par naraaz ho gayi hai ....} Come on! Please! She: Hattt ...I don't sing that well He: {Yeh to saari duniya ko pata hai... paka kyun rahi hai } It was really sweet. Please gaao na dear … She: Mujhe kuch ajeeb sa lagta hai jaan … RAJ PUROHIT He: {mujhe tujhse jyada ajeeb lagta hai, dekh phir bhi shaheed hone ko tayaar baitha hoon} Aisa kuch bhi nahi hai jaanu...gaao na He: {mere ko doosra raasta nahi hai....is liye bola} A bhi tum gaaogi ya nahi ? She: kyun pareshaan kar rahe ho? He: Acchha ! Ok Nahi karta She: I don't have that great a voice .... ye to aise hee gaa diya tha ... warna mai nahin gaati He: {Fir aise hee ??? bada ehsaan karti agar nahin gaati … kaan mai se khoon nikalne waala hai... saala gadha bhi sharma jaaye teri awaaz sunke…} hmmmm She: Theek hai.... jab itni zid kar rahe ho... sirf ek stanza gaaungi theek hai?? He: {Abbe teri !!! fas gayaaaaa ... shittttt … aur kya kya jhelna padega malum nahi…} Great!!!! She: kaunsa gaana gaau ? RAJ PUROHIT He: {Tum kuch bhi gaao... meri to aaj by default neend haraam hai…} Hmmmm… 'Mahiya' from Awarapan? She: Nice song. But mujhe lyrics yaad nahi hai He: {Thank God ..... Text book chhodke tujhe aur kya pata hai bol ...} Dhoom Machale? She: Nahi main wohi gaana gaaungi He: {Aye tere nakhre ... mai to jaise mara jaa raha hoon teri awaaz sun ne ke liye Shakira … koi bhi gaana gaa....mere kaan to pakne waale hai} Cool (She clears her throat, hums a line and then) She: Nahi jaan… I am feeling very shy! He: {Tu shuru kyun hoti hai … ek bar shuru hokar khatam kyun nahin karti jaldi jaldi... ab kya Eden Gardens book karun, tab gayegi} Gaao na...pls gaao na....teri awaaz ki samundar me main doob jaana chahta hoon She: dekho....ab tum mujhe naaraaz kar rahe ho … He: {Achchha ab tujhe manaane mai poore sheher ko phool leke bhejun kya} No no... Tum shy feel kar rahi ho na..... is liye... Trying to make u comfortable … She: Hmmm… He : {Ye makkhi ki tarah kya shuru ho gayi} Please gaao na darling.... She: Main kal gaaun? He: {Haaaaaannnn. ..jaaan bachi... nikal leta hoon...abhi mauka hai} Theek hai jaisi tumhaari merzi She: Hmmm He: Good night She: Good night She: Sweet Dreams… Take care... He: Sweets dreams to u too... {kaahe ke sweet dreams .. sone degi tab na ayenge dreams …abhi 2 minute mein fir call karegi} After a while She calls Him (sorry...that never happens, she gives only a missed call) She: Hey… so gaye the kya? He: {Nahiii...current ka aavishkaar kar raha tha...} Nahi jaan She: kya kar rahe ho? He: {Raat ko kya gili danda khelna hai...} Match dekh raha tha She: Theek hai tum match dekho He: {phone rakhegi to dekhunga na... ya tu running commentary sunayegi} Hey it's ok... purana match hai She: Did u feel bad I didn't sing? (Since it is a tricky question, He thinks for a while) He: {Bad eh? Crazy girl... this was the luckiest day in my life, since you didn't sing} Bad toh main nahi keh raha jaanu. But I want you to be comfortable first.... tumhi ne bola ki main kal gaaungi..... So, me waiting… { maine to socha tha ki aaj bach gaya ... dhatttt tereki L } She sings 1 stanza from the song 'Jiski aankhon me meri hi nami.....' He: Wow. Too good! She: jhoot....mujhe maloom hai ki meri awaaz itni achchi nahi hai He: {Saamne aa jaa, fir bataata hoon... pagal kar diya... chalo shukr hai self realization hai ... J } Nahi darling you really sing well She: nahi..mujhe maloom hai tum bas aise hi keh rahe ho He: {Very good.. aakhir tumne pata laga hi liya.....kyun bhagwaan kyun !! mere saath ye julm kyun} Cheee! Cheee! teri voice agar itni buri hoti to main kya ab tak na sun raha hota She: Hmmmm...theek hai.. good night.. ab tum bhi so jaao… He: {A chcha mil gayi permission ... waise tera gaana sunne ke baad neend kahan aayegi ab . ..} Good night! She: Take care He: You too She: Hey.... RAJ PUROHIT He: {A rr re yaar.. aaj ye nahi ch h odegi} kya hai sweety? She: sach bataao honey..meri voice achchi hai ya nahi... He: {T u apni voice record karke sun kyon nahi leti ek baar !! dimaag ka dahi kar rakha hai .. lassi banaake peeja mere dimaag ki } sachchi.... Of course. She: sirf jhoot He: {Iski toh... !! jab pata hai to mujhse kya singing sensation ka award legi !! phata dhol… } Not at all. You sing very well… She: Hmmm.... tum keh rahe ho to theek hi hoga. Good night. He: Good Night!!

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A story on APPRAISALS

It's Appraisal Time !

On a dark and foggy night, a small figure lay huddled on the railway tracks leading to the station.

At once I was held back to see someone in that position during midnight with no one around.

With curiosity taking the front seat, I went near the body and tried to investigate it.

There was blood all over the body which was lying face down.

It seemed that a ruthless blow by the last train could have caused the end of this body which seemed to be that of a guy of around my age.

Amidst the gory blood flow, I could see a folded white envelope which was fluttering in the midnight wind.

Carefully I took the blood stained envelope and was surprised to see the phrase "appraisal letter" on it.

With curiosity rising every moment, I wasted no time in opening the envelope to see if I can find some details about the dead guy.

The tag around the body's neck and the jazzy appraisal cover gave me the hint that he might be a software engineer.

I opened the envelope to find a shining paper on which the appraisal details where typed in flying colors.

Thunders broke into my ears and lightening struck my heart when I saw the appraisal amount of the dead guy!!!!!

My God, it was not even, as much as the cost of the letter on which the appraisal details were printed....

My heart poured out for the guy and huge calls were heard inside my mind saying "no wonder, this guy died such a miserable death"...

As a fellow worker in the same industry, I thought I should mourn for him for the sake of respect and stood there

with a heavy heart thinking of the shock that he would have experienced when his manager had placed the appraisal letter in his hand.

I am sure his heart would have stopped and eyes would have gone blank for few seconds looking at the near to nothing increment in his salary.

While I mourned for him, for a second my hands froze to see the employee's name in the appraisal letter...

Hey, what a strange co-incidence, this guy's name is same as mine, including the initials.

This was interesting. With some mental strength, I turned the body upside down and found myself fainted for a second.

The guy not only had my name, but also looked exactly like me. Same looks, same built, same name....

It was me who was dead there!!!!!!!!

While I was lost in that shock, I felt someone patting on my shoulders.

My heart stopped completely, I could not breathe and sprung in fear to see who was behind......... Splash!!!

Went the glass of water on my laptop screen as I came out of my wild dream to see my manager standing behind my chair patting on my shoulder saying,

"wake up man? Come to meeting room number two. I have your appraisal letter ready".

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