I had no clue of the triumph that had taken place a couple of kilometers away when i kickstarted (rather electric started) from my home and headed east towards the house where the son of shiva and parvati (or maybe jhansi and rambabu), vighnesh lived. I picked him up (kaise din aa gaye) and started west towards the hangout - a place where it would be news if we didnt meet there.Agreed it was over by the time we reached our destination but even then we had no clue at all. By the time we had entered our room which was absolutely secure and highly closeted from eavesdroppers, a completely unexpected sight met our eyes. Our friend Mohammed (name changed for obvious reasons) was sitting on his table with a i've-lost-everything-but-i-did-whatever-i-could look on his face, his legs stretched wide and with some papers in his hands. Joydeep and Karan were sitting near his legs whereas Viper (names changed again) was moving around enjoying the show. What had happened??
Well there is a cave (shelf for mundane minds) in our hangout(rather a friends house) which contains riches of immense value to all of us. The entry to this cave can be attained only by the person having possession of the unforgeable key. This key is held by the sacred key keeper. There is only one key forged by the gods and not forgeable my man. Mohammed Ali himself is the sacred keykeeper. Now within the depths of this cave lies a treasure, a treasure which contains a lot of things(we knew only a few contents). All of us were curious as to what Mohammed was hiding in there apart from the contents we knew. We waged many wars on the sacred key keeper to gain possession of the key but everytime we lost. We got close but never made it. We even had numerous plans in the pipeline to somehow steal the key without the knowledge of the key keeper. But this key was kept by the key keeper in his possession and at an unreachable place in his body at all times.
Given this situation, we had done whatever we could to satisfy our curiosity. But we had failed till date. Till that fateful day....
My friends had somehow overpowered the key keeper, they had caught him in a alright-whats-the-big-deal-if-you-see-my-cave sort of mood and had used his momentary weakness to overpower him physically (with help from the brother of the key keeper - Endivoi Ali) and not only extract the key but open the cave in his presence. They had plundered the cave and explored its contents. It was in such a situation that we had entered the battlefield.
The cave had been won, the secrets revealed (not to you but to us). But there was still the paper in his hand that we had to know about. And finally the key keeper gave in. With a you-did-it-only-because -i-allowed-you-to sort of a look, he gave us the paper too..
It was a victory of unimaginable proporations. We had done it finally....but was this a victory to cherish???
The key keeper is not the key keeper only because he holds the keys, he is THE key keeper. He holds our secrets, our resources, our achievements and he can do anything with them...
hoping for good times and peace with the key keeper...
Amen!!
Well there is a cave (shelf for mundane minds) in our hangout(rather a friends house) which contains riches of immense value to all of us. The entry to this cave can be attained only by the person having possession of the unforgeable key. This key is held by the sacred key keeper. There is only one key forged by the gods and not forgeable my man. Mohammed Ali himself is the sacred keykeeper. Now within the depths of this cave lies a treasure, a treasure which contains a lot of things(we knew only a few contents). All of us were curious as to what Mohammed was hiding in there apart from the contents we knew. We waged many wars on the sacred key keeper to gain possession of the key but everytime we lost. We got close but never made it. We even had numerous plans in the pipeline to somehow steal the key without the knowledge of the key keeper. But this key was kept by the key keeper in his possession and at an unreachable place in his body at all times.
Given this situation, we had done whatever we could to satisfy our curiosity. But we had failed till date. Till that fateful day....
My friends had somehow overpowered the key keeper, they had caught him in a alright-whats-the-big-deal-if-you-see-my-cave sort of mood and had used his momentary weakness to overpower him physically (with help from the brother of the key keeper - Endivoi Ali) and not only extract the key but open the cave in his presence. They had plundered the cave and explored its contents. It was in such a situation that we had entered the battlefield.
The cave had been won, the secrets revealed (not to you but to us). But there was still the paper in his hand that we had to know about. And finally the key keeper gave in. With a you-did-it-only-because -i-allowed-you-to sort of a look, he gave us the paper too..
It was a victory of unimaginable proporations. We had done it finally....but was this a victory to cherish???
The key keeper is not the key keeper only because he holds the keys, he is THE key keeper. He holds our secrets, our resources, our achievements and he can do anything with them...
hoping for good times and peace with the key keeper...
Amen!!
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