IPL ke side effects.....

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. All characters in the blog are fictitious and any resemblance to any person living or (hopefully) dead is blamed to a word in English dictionary which spells something like coincidence. If you are planning to sue me please contact me, as I do not want to waste money on lawyers.

Present.

Cho is a worried man(? citation needed) now. Not that he was not worried before, but this time he is worried to a worriable extent, he is frustrated, it is as if his heart is pumping frustration into his blood vessels and he is breathing in frustrogen and breathing out frustration dioxide. He was not this frustrated when he lost IIM call in a whisker and not this frustrated when he was unable to convert the NITIE and MDI calls. And he was not even frustrated so much for the fact that he was a Software Engineer, this means that his frustration now has seen new heights.

He picked up his phone and called his another utterly frustrated SE friend, Wangde.

"Abbey, kya hua, sab ready hain kya?"
"Nahin bey, testing chaloo hain, shyam tak ho jayega."
"Joshi(another SE) kahan hain?"
"Joshi stuff lene gaya"
"Aur Seth(he is also SE, are you getting the plot?)?"
"Woh site pey hain, plan finalise kar raha hain."
"Chalo then, teekh 9 baje milte hain"

The phone line went dead.


Past(a few years back):

Cho, Wangde, Joshi, Seth and Ganapatirao Baburao Apte(henceforth called as Apte) are best friends since childhood. Though not born to same biological parents, there was this binding brotherhood among them. They were called as modern Pandavas. They used to compliment each well, support each other, be it in the class room or in the cricket ground.

Years passed by, the friends grew up to be adults. Everyone except for Apte has done well with their education, completed their engineering and became Software Engineers, but Apte was never interested in studies. Everything in this world looked only in 2 shapes for him- A bat and a ball. His dream was to be a cricketer, just a cricketer nothing else. His friends supported his dream, after all they cannot so boldly hold on to their dreams.

But things were tough for person who aspires to be cricketer in India. Getting into the top in the country of minimal resources and maximum number competing for the resources is never easy. And the same is the case with Apte, but thanks to his SE friends they contributed from their salary for their friend's cricketing needs. They bought him a Kashmir willow bat and best in the class cricketing kit.

Days passed by, Apte started getting depressed and more depressed as there was no visible future for him. As his other SE friends hanging around with their girl friends, he used to be just a dumb observer in the group. And the fact that his towering Greek god like figure has been ignored just because he is not settled in life used to just add salt to his wounds.

But one day, he woke up happily from the bed. The reason? Sachin Tendulkar, Sharad Pawar and Sharukh Khan came into his dreams and promised him a good future.

Present:

Pappu, Shah bhai and Muley(more Software engineers) were watching that evening's news. They were horrified to see in the news their friends being locked up in jail for attempting murder on an upcoming cricket star, an IPL member. They were shell shocked. Shah bhai has used his Sherlock Holmes instincts and found out the following story:

The very next day Sachin and others came into Apte's dreams, IPL biddings were announced and Apte was part of IPL. Slowly, he started playing more and more cricket. Lots of money coming in; Apte bought a sports bike, a sports car, an apartment and with all these came free his friends' girl friends, each of Cho, Wangde, Joshi, Seth's girlfriends have ditched them for the kind of riches Apte got into. And realising the things and unable to do anything to their ex girlfriends, and unable to arrange for gundas(remember they are just SE, gundas will be an ultra costly affair) they decided to finish of Apte by themselves, but like their first code their first plan as well was a miserable failure. And they ended up in jail.


Future(a few years later):

Pappu, Shah bhai, Muley (still software engineers :() were watching evening news as usual. The hot looking news reader read out the news, as our three SEs watched with awe.

"Mr Singh, the HRD minister later today has announced the scrapping up of IIMS for lack of people taking the courses, he said that all the 7 IIMs will be demolished and cricket grounds will be built in their places. He has also announced the selection procedure for getting into IPL. He said that admission into IPL will be after a CAT followed by GD and PI and 15 days of net practice. Commenting on the reservation policy in cricket, he said that it was required for better and even development of country".

blick.... channel changed, another news reader read the following news:

"The IT industry conglomeration has given a writ petition to the HRD ministry asking permission to allow non cricket playing, other country Software engineers to work in their companies' campuses in India. This is following the recent closing down of major IT centers of big companies as most of their employees are leaving for playing cricket. The petition has been however declined citing security concerns "

Pappu retired from the room saying that he has to prepare for the CAT. He is too confident about his bowling skills.

Sinha ji, who has gone onsite, UK, for 3 months, 4 years ago, gulped a few more ounces of wine concerned about him going back to India.