Overheard on some highway between the village Chunnilal and Sendal off the highway leading from Bareilley:
Characters – A thin UPite riding a motorcycle on the highway. A well nourished Bong sitting at the back praying to all the three hundred and thirty three crore Hindu Gods and Goddesses for a safe return.
UP: Toh Sir, ek sher sunate hain.
B: Irshaad. Irshaad
UP: Suraj usse mohabbat karta tha, isliye toh Chand pe daag hain;
Chand ne zaroor ki hogi beyimani, is liye toh suraj mein itni aag hain.
It was a 120 km bike ride that day, one of the shortest B has undertaken. B is said to be have survived a severe nervous breakdown after being subjected to such brilliant poetry one after the other. It seemed there were enough shers to fill 2 note books. All is not well. As I write this, he has been watching 4 Rishi Kapoor movies in a row – Damini, Yaarana, Bol Radha Bol and Bade Dilwale. He had told me once that he loved two out of these 4 movies. But even that does not explain it.