This is
another series of stories courtesy my good friend the
Bundu Bhagwaan. I would describe bundu bhagwaan as a smart and conspicuously tall guy but after a closer look you will find him hilarious short(bauna).Every body knows that history is full of instances where bhagwaan pulled off miracles and extra ordinary deeds. Here are a few Miracles from our very own Lord Bundu.
Leela 1:
This one is of our earlier times in gurgaon . Bhagwaan was usually the last to leave for office.
One day when somebody returned home early ,he found the front gate
unlocked. Every one in the flat was infuriated that how reckless this was
. I resolved to remind bhagwaan 'Talla Laga k Jaana' everyday. Guess what I was wrong,
just after a couple of days one of our flat mate comes to home early and finds
that there is lock on the door but the lock is not on the "kundi".
The door was open and bhagwaan had locked an open door.I consider it my fault since i never specified that "Taala Kundi pe lagana" :P
#jaybundubhagwaan
Leela 2:
One fine
day thieves actually broke into our house and it was up to me to call the
police and get the complaint registered. Bundu bhagwaan had got some stuff( If
you know what I mean) from one of his friends.When the police came to our home for their so called investigation, instead
of hiding the stuff, he was fucking rolling it. Luckily I entered the home
first and saw what the hell was Bhagwaan doing and somehow diverted the police towards the broken lock on the 'Kundi' out
side the house.
Luckily when I
came back bhagwaan was done with the rolling and we were all saved from
a happy trip to jail
#jaybundubhagwaan
Leela 3:
Many of
you who are residents of North India would know about the "Kawad
Yatra"(The orange guys on the road). It was the time of the Kawad Yatra
and it means that the road transport is basically blocked and the bus transport
system is seriously affected. Bhagwaan decided to visit Devi (Bhagwaans better
half) who stayed in Roorkee at that time
I came
home late that night around 10ish in the evening and while watching TV I
received a call from Bhagwaan asking me to order dinner for him . He said that he will be
home in an hour and nothing more. I ordered dinner for all, he
came back home and had dinner and I couldn't wait any more, so I finally asked him where
was he coming from?. Now the Conversation
Me:
"kahaan se a raha hai?"
Bhagwaan:"
Devi se milne jaana tha bus nahi mili"
Me:
"Kaunse bus stand gaya tha"
Bhagwaan:
"Kashmere gate bus stand"
Me:
Vahaan se the Roorkee bus nahi milti vo anand vihaar se milti hai"
Bhagwaan
(Poker face): "Kuch bhi kuch bhi"
Me:"Kashemere
gate se a raha hai?"
Bhagwaan:
"Nahi main New delhi railway station se a raha hoon"
Me:"
Vahaan kyun gaya tha"
Bhagwaan:"Vo
Kashmere gate se 3 station door hai"
Me:"Saala
'Jumhri taliya' 4 station hota to kya farak padta; logic
kya de raha hai"
Bhagwaan(Smug
face):"Train dekhne gaya tha"
Me:"
Aise hi chala gaya ki pata tha koi train thi"
Bhagwaan(reluctantly):
"Pata thi aur reservation bhi karaya tha"
Me
(wondering, if he had a reservation why did he go the bus stand in the first
place)
Me:"
Toh late pahaucha?"
Bhagwaan:"Nahi
10 baje pahauch gaya tha aur train 10:30 ki thi"
Me(waiting
in false hope that a logical explanation will come after some time)
Me(after
losing hope of a logical explanation):" Toh kyun nahi pakdi"
Bhagwaan(slightly
embarrassed):" Yaar train Nizammudin station se thi main NDLS khada
tha"
I was
staring in disbelief ,what the hell just happened to me. My expressions would
have been of increasing bewilderment and plausible deniability with each line
of this incredible conversation.
I sat
there and called every friend of mine to
tell the story
Best time
Tune in
for many more Bundupantiyan
