Well past the submission deadline, we sat in the ladies room giving finishing touches to our microprocessor’s record. My friend who came in a little later, with updates on the Mumbai fiasco sparked anger, a little later resigned to my fate, and thinking what would be running on jayanthi natarajan’ s mind (congress spokesperson to whom we owe many laughs to), this is what we thought of, it made the tension (of the record, not Mumbai) effervescent-
RS- my favorite man, sardesai
JN- well you know her
RS- how do you explain the lack of intelligence reports to the PMO?
JN- rajdeep( in a tone in which aunties admonish, little boy’s who throw cricket balls into their compound)- the prime minister and the cabinet had to keep the phone lines free, you see ,we were waiting for Mr Obama’s call.
Sigh, I’m glad I don’t have cable television, right now
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5 comments:
Thank God for Jayanti Natarajan.
Thank god for our ability to smile in the face of adversity.
Thank god for our ability to smile in the face of Microprocessor records and worse, flowcharts!
Thank god, for you two! :)
Hehe! Us,kids,we missed all this!
Yes,Thank God for YOUR ability to smile in the face of adversity.
(HMPH! at somebody else who forgot the someone else who drew a flowchart for her!)
somebody else- we dont smile, we laugh :)
merin, but i think we are bit reckless. flowcharts. arghhhhhh. i'm tempted to pschyoanalyse the entire thought process that goes into writing a flowchart. bestseller it will be.
madness complete madness, out of chaos comes order :| flowcharts come out of frustrated minds that relax by drawin random shapes with arrowmarks linking them :P
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