Humor /Satire
The Great Indian Political Circus
by Ramendra Kumar

Chapter 3

The time was twenty one hours. Unthonee was sitting in his room. There was a table in front of him on which were strewn glossy magazines, scribbling pads, newspapers and pens. He had been dialing Lord Inder on his private Cell but hadn�t been able to get through. Finally he heard a �sing tone� : Bidi jalailey jigar se piya, jigar ma badi aag hai��

�Wow what a raunchy tune! Boss is really rocking�. Unthonee thought.

�Hello, Lord Inder.�

�Hello.�

�Good evening, boss, Tony here. Sorry to disturb you. I have a sensational scoop for the Sunday Supplement of Swarag Samachar. I have been trying for the last two hours but your Cell was continuously engaged. You were probably talking to Rambha, Urvashi or Menaka.�

�Shut up, you fool. If the old woman hears this all Hell will break loose. You know how possessive she is, just the other day a new female had come � Diva Bharati. She was really sexy. Hers was actually a borderline case. She could have very well gone to Hell. But by bribing Phunsi Ram, the Human Resource Minister of Yama, I managed to get her into heaven and made her my private secretary. I don�t know how my wife got wind of it. She immediately approached her uncle Yama and got that cute little, itsy-bitsy thing transferred to Hell. So you better watch your tongue and instead of bullshitting, tell me why you have disturbed me at this unheavenly hour?�

�Boss, can I speak freely? I hope Brahma has not got your Cell tapped.�

�The moron doesn�t have the brains. You tell me about the scoop.�

�Sir Garam Singh has launched a new party. He calls it Congress Alpha.�

�Good, get all the lowdown. It will make a nice story. But what about the secret mission? Have you forgotten?�

�No, boss, not at all. I am gathering as many facts as possible. I will send you the details by email as an attachment.�

�But hurry up. Time is running out. Remembers you have not been sent down to enjoy a honeymoon. Get on with your job and come back fast. And don�t fantasize too much about Rambha, Urvashi and Menaka. Your rating depends upon your performance on this project.�

Lord Inder switched off.

Unthonee got up and started pacing the floor.

�The old fox seems really frustrated. Not reaching base one with Diva must have hurt him like hell. I better jot down all the points and send my report pronto, otherwise he�ll screw up my appraisal and my promotion will go for a six.� 

� Continued

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March 11, 2007

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