Untitiled : An imaginary experience .. no part of it is true

Posted on August 3, 2010. Filed under: Uncategorized |

Entered a building that had this scary early bhoot bangla aura around it , and climbed a fleet of stairs . Went to the receptionist and smiled , expecting her to respond in kind. But all that she gave was a something like an evil grin even as poor keyboard was being rammed. A few moments later another grin , this time to the computer satisfied with the pounding she gave it. I was trying to get her attention so did a cough cough. Suddenly it dawned to her that its not her home where she gets to bash her husband , but her workplace . She virtually jumped out of her chair and yelled ” Oh … Gosh .. You scareeddd me … !!!” . Hmmm … well someone should show her the mirror when she smiles. With no change in tone she yells ” what do you want ? “. I politely introduce myself to her and say that I had an appointment with Mr Soandso at 9hrs 16 minutes and 33 seconds . “Mr Soandso” … she fumed .. “yeah he is inside swatting flies , but you will have to fill up that check in form . We will later sell the forms to the Raddiwala (Scrap dealers) “. ” Whats the point of me filling it up then ? ” , I asked. She gave me blank expression which sounded like “do as I say and do not ask questions” . Well that looked worse than her grin . I went on and started filling the really long form . 5 minutes later she says ” Are you filling in the form ?” . I replied ” No … I am making paper boats out of it “.For the first time she laughed (or maybe growled) and crackled loud .. ” yeah .. those forms are really big .. god knows what they do with your Great great grandfathers name”, pauses and growls again … “hahahahaha” .By then I filled up the form and thought I had enough of her. I asked her for the next step and she directed me to another table. “May I know your good name ” , I asked …. ” Miss Precise ” she snorted. No wonder she fumed at the name of Mr Soandso …..

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