Tuesday, May 11, 2004

Kapil

And then we come to the next specimen from the crazy gang. Let me call this person Kaful Shastree…..please…it’s not who you think it is.

Kaful and I have some thing awesome in common….yes both of us have a group of awesome friends...that too, but what I’m talking about is an association with the classiest institution.

I actually met Kaful a few years back when I gate crashed his b’day party. Kaful being the classy person that he is, didn’t throw me out and was the perfect host. Due to my association with him over the past 4-5 yrs I have had the opportunity to develop my survival skills to their fullest.

Kaful was kind enough to accept me as an apprentice and it was under him that I trained day in day out to master the intricacies of deception and impertinence. Whatever I am today, wherever I am today….I owe it all to Kaful. Kaful altered my life forever.

I used to be one of those warm hearted, caring, loving , courteous breed of losers and look at me today…I am a heartless, self centered merciless successful person. Had I not mastered Kaful’s “invite 10 minute before the movie” funda, I would’ve missed out on so many movies. In the past i.e. before Kaful taught me this “move” I used to sacrifice myself to accommodate others whenever there was a shortage of tickets to the movie, but not anymore…..Kaful you’re the greatest man. The infinite number of times I took sadistic pleasure in exploiting the weaknesses of my friends or the innumerable instances where I insulted my friends on their face without them ever realizing what I’d just pulled off, stand testimony to your art. Kaful my mentor….the more I learn from you the stronger I feel.

I feel as if we have a connection which goes wayyy back in time….I feel as if I’m on the battle field…..the greatest war ever fought is about to be initiated…..I’m in my chariot, armed to the teeth… ashamed at the thought of declaring war on my own brothers….my conscience is killing me….there is so much pain in my heart….what level have I stooped to???...I’m on the verge of giving up…when you rise to the occasion and give me a sermon on the facts of life….Kaful…you altered the course of history man…just like Lord Krishna…or was it Shakuni Mama...whatever. Kaful you’re the man.

And hopefully hanging out with you will get me some thick skin just like yours. I’m not there yet, but with consistent effort I look forward to being totally immune to the feelings and emotions of my friends.

I’m in complete awe of you man. The incident which floored me was, when we were playing cards at your place and you kept a straight face through out the game…everybody thought your game was over….I distinctly recall…the “hukum” was Spade…and in a destiny altering move u produced the “Ispik Ekka”…man ever since that day I’ve been your biggest fan.

Your reputation knows no bounds….even out here in America when the name “back stabber” is mentioned everybody knows we’re talking about the Ace of Spades. Your all-time popularity ranks second only to Elvis.
Kaful I feel so proud to be your student. Thanks man…you’ve always been there for me when I never needed you…as I write this, I’ve got tears in my eyes…such a strong bond we share….Thanks Kaful.

Disclaimer: Guys I know what you people are thinking. It’s not him. I’m talking about Kaful Shastree.

By the way, Kaful has an American passport too…his name on that says Mr. Back S.Tabber. coincidence???

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