Chapter 1
It was a quiet day at the Manashanthi's office canteen. It was a US holiday (Labor Day) and the maximum happiness was seen in the labour in India. All the employees were sitting around a table and having their lunch...After the usual jokes about the bosses, the talk veered around their colleagues…
Single Idli-Single Vada (as usual taking the lead): I saw Bhagwaan today and he looked as if it was the end of the world. He did not even laugh at my jokes da...Enna acchi? Something must be wrong...Maccha, he is bad for morale..
Ms Fresh Carrot Juice (with sympathy): Poor guy! He must be under stress all because of that stupid wife of his - Bhagyawaan. How she ill-treats him. If only he had married me, I would have kept him very happy! Cho chweet he is, na?
Paneer-Butter-Masala (with a hint of jealousy):"Oye Kudi - let him go. Bugger deserves it...
Single Idli-Single Vada: I wonder what is bothering him...He should drink that juice my wife got from Madurai. I will get it for him tomorrow da.
Nimbu Pani Soda: SISV saar - since you asked, I will tell you the story. I know you are very curious to hear it.
Single Idli-Single Vada: (suddenly realizing the danger) I need to go. I have to call for a meeting to discuss ways of reducing meetings in the office,
Nimbu Pani Soda (holding Single Idli-Single Vada by the shirt): I can see from the gleam in your eye that your curiosity is increasing. So let me start from the beginning....
Single Idli-Single Vada (with a resigned sigh): Okay. Guess I have no choice I guess. No one accepted my meeting request as usual so let me listen to this...
Nimbu Pani Soda: So this is how it went...
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We all know that Bhagwaan is a very hen-pecked husband. Between his boss in the office (Dakkan) and his boss at home (Bhagyawaan), he is usually trying to get out of fires most of the time. This time was no exception and only God's grace saved him.
It was just a silly coincidence. There I go, starting somewhere from the middle and not telling you the entire story. Let me track back. Yes, it was all because of that lift (okay okay - Elevator to the "educated" people who have lived in the US of A for more than 2 months). I remember that day very well. The traffic as usual in Bangalore was a parking lot and Bhagwaan was late to his office. There was a meeting with the visiting US leaders and Dakkan wanted Bhagwaan to make slides so that Dakkan could present it as his own.
Bhagwaan ran into the lift, which was luckily empty and pressed 18 (the floor where Dakkan had this nice office). He saw Priya waving at him frantically to hold the lift. Now this Priya was a nosy woman who was a good friend of Bhagyawaan. They were actually class mates in school - the ones who wear those middy skirts and boss over the boys. You know that type - good? Well, she hated Bhagwaan and loved to tell tales to Bhagyawaan. I won’t use the word but it rhymes with witch. Bhagwaan detested her intensely and quickly pressed the >< buttons to close the lift. The lift as usual took its own sweet time to go up and Bhagwaan decided to catch up on some cricket news on his phone. Ooops! He had left it in his car and had to go down again. Of all the days! He tried to frantically press the buttons but the lift adamantly decided to stop only on the 18th. As the doors opened, magic was created.
There was a very beautiful woman standing in front waiting to go down. Bhagwaan wondered if an Apsara had come down from heaven. She smiled sweetly at Bhagwaan and asked "Is this going down?” Bhagwaan gulped and said "Ugggghh...thhhheppptmmthttttt.” I guess the lady was used to these reactions so was able to translate it to a simple "Yes". She got in and pressed 0. Bhagwaan (as his wont) kept looking at her surreptitiously and drinking her in. The lady must have sensed it because she quickly turned around and Bhagwaan tried to act as if he was on the phone. Now this works well in most cases - unfortunately in this case, it did not - for the simple reason that Bhagwaan left his phone in the car. He grinned sheepishly and the lady smiled knowingly. Bhagwaan was emboldened enough to continue through the journey and for the first time in his life, hoped that the lift will go slowly.
The lift went down to the ground floor, the doors opened; the Apsara walked out (glancing back at him) and in walked her exact opposite - Priya! Priya glared at Bhagwaan for not having held the elevator for her earlier. She saw the glance the Apsara gave Bhagwaan and Bhagwaan salivating and had a very shrewd look.
Bhagwaan immediately realized his folly and was now in a Catch 22 situation. If he went to get his phone, it would look as if he was following the Apsara but if he did not, it would like as if he had deliberately travelled with her in the lift. He decided to stay put and again went back to the 18th with constant snorts coming from the other end of the elevator.
(Editor's note: people might a striking coincidence to an ad made by Imperial Blue.
The ad agency worked in the same building and used this incident to copy the scene - they called it "inspiration". They did change it a bit to say that the guy deliberately did it but we all know it was because he forgot his phone. They even had temerity to choose a model that looked like Bhagwaan)
The day passed, as usual. Bhagwaan made slides for Dakkan who corrected it multiple times for silly reasons. Dakkan presented them finally to the US leaders who praised it effusively. Dakkan absorbed all the praise and forgot to give credit to Bhagwaan (yawn! so what's new?).
At about 6 pm, everyone decided to go to a nearby bar. Now, this was a regular feature and Dakkan used to encourage his team members to go to them for "networking". Bhagwaan had no choice but to go (although he would have preferred to watch The Big Bang Theory at home - that Sheldon - he was so funny!!).
Dakkan was giving him gyaan on how to grow in his career and using clichés like "energize", "lead", "2x2 matrix" :empower" etc. Bhagwaan was acting as if he understood everything by nodding sagely. Suddenly, there was a nice fragrance in the bar which was unusual and a soft voice nearby said "Hi".
And Bhagwaan saw a beautiful vision - he had to pinch himself to check if it was a dream. It was not a dream - his Apsara was right beside him....
Chapter 2
Bhagwaan was mesmerized by the fragrance and the voice and turned around. Dakkan realized he had lost his audience and turned around too to know the reason.
Dakkan: "Ah Madhuri - so nice of you to come and join us. Meet Bhagwaan, one of my protégés. Bhagwaan - this is Madhuri who will join our team and work closely with you. Do help her out - ok?"
Bhagwaan could not believe his luck and said "Hupppppgggtttt"
Madhuri (correctly interpreting him): "Hello to you too Bhagwaan"
The rest of the evening was a blur to Bhagwaan. He was so mesmerised by Madhuri that he forgot all about Dakkan and the rest of the colleagues.
Madhuri joined the office and soon ensured that all her work was done by Bhagwaan while all the credit went to her. Priya noticed the connection and slowly the news reached Bhagyawaan. One day Bhagwaan reached home late and walked in to a very icy reception. Priya, Bhagyawaan and his mother in law Saasu Ma were sitting together and it was evident that all of them knew about Madhuri and he was in for a real firing.
Bhagyawaan: So I hear you have been very friendly with Madhuri. Is that true?
Priya: Of course it is true. So much gupshup I see them doing. All the time together. She just likes to attract men. Look at my brother Pramod – he works in such a big company with so many beautiful women and yet he keeps away from girls like this…
(This brother Pramod was a real pain in the butt. He had those clean shaven looks and this very supercilious attitude which made everyone hate him except the women)
Saasu Ma: Hmph! Hmph! (Saasu Ma’s snorts have a wealth of meaning in it)
Bhagwaan silently slinked into his room, knowing he was no match for any of women individually, leave alone together.
He slowly tried to distance himself from Madhuri but she realized his intelligence and latched on to him like a leech. One day, Bhagyawaan announced that she was going to her brother’s house for a week. Bhagwaan was happy since things were not so good at home.
Bhagyawaan left for the airport at 9.15 am. Bhagwaan switched on the TV and watched re runs of his favourite cricketer Laxman making 281 against the Australians. He also got himself two glasses of wine since he did not want to get up again and get a second round.
Suddenly, the bell rang. Bhagwaan opened the door and got the shock of his life. Madhuri was standing at the doorstep in a dress that even Mallika Sherawat would have been ashamed to wear.
Bhagwaan: whtthhthelrdong!!
Madhuri: Hi Bhagwaan. Nice to see you and thanks for inviting me in. I came to pick up those documents you promised me.
Bhagwaan had no choice but to let her in since Mrs Dasgupta (the next door neighbour was watching with glee). Madhuri settled herself in and Bhagwaan went to get the documents. He found them and came out to give it to her. Suddenly there was a gust of wind and the documents flew across the room. He and Madhuri were trying to pick them and then suddenly the door opened and Bhagyawaan walked in at that moment. She saw the two glasses of wine, the two people on the floor and made her own assumptions.
Bhagyawaan: My flight got cancelled and I come rushing home to be with you and THIS is what you are doing?!!!
Bhagwaan saw the look on Bhagyawaan’s face and realized that protesting the innocence would not help. He decided to keep quiet. Madhuri ran away realizing she was no match for Bhagyawaan
Bhagwaan immediately realized only a higher authority can save him so he appealed as usual to Ganesha. Terms and conditions were discussed (Rs 101/- in the temple hundi and 1 coconut).
“Now you know why Bhagwaan looks so down and tense” said Nimbu Pani Soda to Single Idli-Single Vada as he ended the narrative.
Will Bhagwaan get out of this crisis? Or will he finally get out of the clutches of Bhagyawaan? The final part of this story will tell us IF there will be anymore Bhagwaan stories at all.