Mirchi sunne waale always...

I have been away from my blog for quite sometime and a lot has been happening all the while. There are things we don't speak of now which led to this hiatus in my blogging activity. But this incident today was enough to goad me into writing about it here.

They shouldn't be allowed to run Gyms if they can't even put the latest music CD in the player. To avoid the inconvenience of keeping track of all the latest hits, they tune it to Radio Mirchi. And even that's perfectly fine with us until they (Mirchi) play only the latest hits. But what's the fun if everything in this world went as expected. The problem arose when this fun of theirs took its toll on 3 unsuspecting knees and one innocent elbow.

I was doing the routine chin-ups as part of my warm up in the gym when this 'Hasi ke favvare with Sud' happened. Nobody cared. It comes daily with its usual dose of PJs, those everybody has been hearing since his childhood. I continued with my chin-ups. Saurav continued with his shoulder front rod. Akki with his reverse squats. And Sukh with his bench press.

And in absence of any protest from any of us, Sud also continued with the second last joke on Page number 9 of Hasi Ke Favvare.

Madam to Suresh: Birds which fly in the sky lay eggs. Mammals which live on the land give birth to young ones. Now who is that which flies in the sky but gives birth to its young ones on the land.


Suresh, as he told us, waited for a few seconds, perhaps thinking of the best possible answer of a tough tie between several choices. And then came up with his best possible answer:

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Madam, Air-Hostess !!

Silence for a moment.

Of course, there is a reaction time to things, especially when you are expecting just another PJ. But you need to have extraordinary control over yourself to make use of this reaction time to save yourself from the imminent misery afterwards and all of us were mere mortals.

All hell broke loose.

My arms lost strength momentarily as I struggled to fight hysterical laughter and my knee hit the support below, throwing me into a huddle of cry and hysteria. Saurav couldn't keep the rod in the air and it came down crashing right on his knees. Akki brought the thigh press down and couldn't lift it up again. And it was difficult to tell the louder one between the sound made by his knees and that by his mouth. Sukh, it seemed, tried to control himself better than any of us and had almost succeeded when he gave in to all the things happening to us and brought down his 45 Kg rod at lightening speed on his chest instead of balancing it on the bench support behind. His elbow played the hero in trying to save his chest and cramped itself in the process.

It took moments. It was like everybody going through his daily chores when suddenly an earthquake shakes the foundation of their homes and you can imagine the scenes afterwards.

But it was not an earthquake. So Mirchi house foundations were intact. And the last thing we heard them playing was "Mirchi sunne waale always khush, always khush !!

Of Course ! What else would you be when you don't have to go to office for the next one week with such a genuine reason !