Before you go about troubling your brain in reading I want you to laugh to full extent. Check this comedy literature par excellence:
AN EXPENSIVE DATE-A LAUGHING RIOT: BY: SHISHIR GUPTA
AN EXPENSIVE DATE-A LAUGHING RIOT-Volume I (Volume 1)
Scene 1
Village
full of bumpkins
er ai & ayes
reigning supreme
most dead after a mule’s work
for few hours
then a hefty meal
of rough brown bread
and soured rye
then a belch
and 100s of snores
all fuckin bores !
Dead minds
no thinking
chief was main guide
a rotund man of 60s
who smiled
in his sense of intelligence
with lime of chalk of his folks.
Scene 2 Urbanity
Day arrived when chief
had to take a train and
chug to city.
All celebrations and
a huge send off-
for village would live
without its intelligence
till chief lived in city.
After 8 hours of train
in cheapest train class
(for that is what villagers could donate)
chief was feeling like
a sullen whore
having done 5 clients
side by side in a row.
However his pride
of village gungho
was intact.
Alighting at platform
he imperiously
summoned a cabbie
and asked him
if he would go
to that address
which looked
so far.
Young lad cabbie
eyed the chief
up and down
saluting him
every now and then
then told him to
get in
as the ride began.
To chief it looked like
it would never end
winding through roads,
mansions, homes
and streets
that cab ride
looked just shorter
than the chug.
From noon
it became
night
chief still sat
in the cab
now very tense and tight.
Then cabbie stopped
and whipped
the cab meter
cover
and read
$150
was the fare
and chief broke into sweat
(this sum was enough to mortgage the entire village)
for now he had
just $75 in pocket
that too for entire week.
His imperious tone
turned to a whimper
and he begged
for a fifty percent discount.
At that, young cabbie
screamed muttering,” do not
know from where these beggars come,
cannot afford a bicycle
and has hired a cab”
After that he slapped
chief 5-6 times
straight in cheeks
reddening them bright.
He spat
and took $75
and with a resounding kick
up chief’s ass
left.
Next day
chief got up from bed
of a nearby hotel
(where he was given a bed
on condition that till he stayed
he would broom,sweep,wash
& launder for free against eats
of brown bread and sour rye
to which chief said aye- I dunno
why had chief come from village at all?;to eat
rough,bread,sour rye and broom? But, just saw
how tough can be the city for village bumpkins-even
the intelligent variety)
and sneaking in a balcony
(on pretext of brooming it)
he tried a limb spread
then his eyes
caught the scene
in front
and found
the train hub
of day before
right in front
for which he had traveled
half a day & $75 later
it was five steps off
chief was brightened
by his intelligence
of village fame
and decided
at once
to chug back
feeling the urban sack!
pleasure is all mine thank you
Thank you for sharing this interesting story.
thank you so much indeed
You are very welcome Glower4.
Very good one! I liked it! Excellent!
much appreciated indeed dear