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May 30th 2011

Diabolic Dialogues – Part 4 – Don’t Tread On Me

by Anwin in Creative Writing, Humor     tags: , ,       No Comment

Post was written a month ago…

A peaceful Saturday. The day when the month ends and businesses close their accounts for the month. No worries, and looking forward to the new month.

Oh damn! Mr. 6bloody6ass6 is calling on my OFFICE mobile. WTF (What the Frak)!

Me: (More confident now that the wife has given me more courage to face my deepest fears). Hi Mr. Devil. Can I call you that?
Devil: Hmmm… (Very deep and sonorous voice) I…. suppose so. Although, over millennia I have always insisted that I be called The Master!
Me: YOU ARE NOT THE MASTER OF ME!!!
Devil: (Chuckles). Trying to be Jack Black and Kyle Gass are we? Ha ha ha… and anyway you don’t have a sidekick to save you.
Me: I don’t care. DO NOT CALL ME. EVER!!!
Devil: You CAN’T speak to God (or devil) like that. I have some big fish to fry right now. I WILL BE BACK!!!

Call disconnected. I go and check my call list for received calls for the day. There is no call listed from 666 666 666. More mysteries.

Why? Why? Why? Am I going insane?

April 26th 2011

Diabloic Dialogues – Part 3 – Penance Of Prophets

by Anwin in Creative Writing, Humor     tags: , ,       2 Comments

Another call from 666 666 666 (3 times 666, oh my, this must be The Devil). Previous posts one and two.

I am shaking with fear and my knees are knocking so badly that I have to find a place to sit down before taking the call.

Me: Hello sir!
Devil: Ah! Finally you have picked up my call. I was about to send one of my deadly reapers to put some sense into you.
Me: What?
Devil: Oh there you go again? Are you even half as intelligent as other humans in this world?
Me: No sir.
Devil: Hmm… I thought so. Hence, my preference of you over others as my Universal Prophet (UP). As my UP I demand that you leave your lowly life (you call that life?) and go to the Himalayas.
Me: (with trepidation) why sir?
Devil: You damn fool! You have to do a 40 day penance and fasting on top of Mt. Kailash. This is a necessary protocol for all prophets. You need to complete the penance to be confirmed as my UP.
Me: Errr… that place is really cold. Last time I was near there, in Srinagar, I got fever with the terrible chill and below freezing temperatures.
Devil: Ha ha ha ha (really evil laugh). You don’t know the first thing about penances. Last time you had it easy. This penance has to be taken without any clothes on you, no water and no food. For forty continuous days. So when are you going?
Me: Oh bother, my boss is looking over my shoulder. I got to go….

Call disconnected and switched off.

But of course, the devil does not bother about technology or the rules thereafter. My phone still rings continuously :-( .

April 25th 2011

The Easter Myth And The Devil Capitalizes

by Anwin in Creative Writing, Humor     tags: , , ,       4 Comments

I was quite happy for a really long time after the infamous and scary Diabolic 666 call from the Devil. Until last night. Now I have no choice but to force this conversation into the world or I will be damned for ever. Or so I think.

Devil: Hey man, long time no see.
Me: What?
Devil: You are always like this whenever I call. In fact, I am really pissed off at you for this type of welcome!!! Grrrr!!!
Me: What?
Devil: Dude, seriously, stop saying what!
Me: (scared now) what????
Devil: (In a frustrated voice) Nevermind, I have an important message for you. Did you know now that I am God of all universes?
Me: Ok…
Devil: Yes, it is very hard for people to believe it. But the truth is God was killed in Israel more than 2000 years ago. After this exciting event (I loved it), people’s prayers have been reaching me non-stop.
Me: I don’t believe that.
Devil: Yeah right. Neither does the entire 7 billion population of humans on lowly earth. But the truth will prevail in the end.
Me: You mean you are truthful?
Devil: Why ever not? I am God, I just told you! As a God I have to uphold the truth at all times.
Me: Whatever, my boss is looking at me weirdly. Nobody can see you or hear me (well I can hear you now) and I don’t want to be labeled as mentally challenged.
Devil: You are my prophet. How dare you talk back to me?
Me: Disconnect call…

I can’t even switch off my phone. Damn! I am still getting calls from 666 666 666. It must be the Devil calling. Who else can call me on a battery drained switched off phone?

September 2nd 2010

The High Heavens And Alien Abductions

by Anwin in Bangalore, Humor, Pics, Story     tags: , , , , ,       6 Comments

Trippy as it sounds that is our current experience at the hospital. Nafisa was taken into the OT on Friday August 27th before the sun showed its face. At 6 28 am baby Ayden was born. And that story can be read at Edin’s and at Ayden’s. This story is different.

After a couple of days Nafisa described the experience as an alien abduction with aliens in green masks around strange out-worldly equipments gawking at this strange human who carries another little human in her stomach. And boy did she trip? As Renie asked rightly where can we get this narcotic in the open market? (in all seriousness :-) ).

The second experience is that baby Ayden has been kept under observation in another strange equipment radiating blue light under orders from the high commander and strictly enforced by the sister brotherhood.

The pictures to prove the second.

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I rest my case.

P.S: I hope to change the template on my blog one last time without changing anything in the theme. I am just not good at css. Damn!

Posted by Wordmobi

February 16th 2010

My Valentine – Rehashed

by Anwin in Poem     tags:       4 Comments

A girl, she sits by the corner
Working on she’s a loner
Staring at the computer
Figuring why they’re harder

She has black hair like a raven
One look at her is heaven
Eyes brown and oh so big
Lovely I say and I dig

Lonely she looks so sad
Looking at her I feel so bad
And then she turns her pretty head
Looked me in the eye and said

Hi there how are you
What have you been upto
With a smile that breaks my heart
The dimple that sold me short

With a stammer and a smile
I reply I’ve been fine
I’ve brought you some candy
I’m afraid its nothing fancy

Thanks she said glowing fine
I’ll be your Valentine