There were around twelve thousand of them on bikes carrying the saffron flags to hide their mischief behind. Together they chorused, "JAI SHREE RAM", "JAI SHREE RAM"
Upstairs, in a shadowed room a voice groaned. Pulling the sheets off his face, Ram rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. Hair all tousled, he looked like a disgruntled angle.
"JAI SHREE RAM!"
He groaned again. "Oh Man! Not again."
Jumping out of bed he pulled out his rucksack and started stuffing things in it haphazardly with one hand, while he speed dialed Rahim with his other hand.
"Hey, wassup?" answered a velvety voice from the other side.
"How do you feel about a spot of vacation?" Ram asked.
"Something up?" Rahim queried.
"Nope just some thousand of my so called followers shouting slogans and heading towards the area of your so called followers. Get the picture?"
"Oh Man!" exclaimed Rahim," Again! I still haven't recovered from the havoc they created in our name last time. Damn it, how they make us wanna curse and swear."
Now that he knew the reason for Ram's frustration, he let his own frustration be heard loud and clear on the phone. You could almost see him sighing and shaking his head from side to side in disappointment.
"Whose idea was it to create these idiots anyway?"
"I think it was Jesus's daddy, wasn't it?"
They both groaned again. But then Ram visibly fought his anger and smiling slightly he said,"Chill yaar, time for some R and R, i say. Get the pun," pride evident in his voice.
Rahim groaned, "For your sake! Stop with your poor jokes already. I'll come with you only on the condition that you won't crack a single joke the entire trip. What did you have in mind, huh?"
"Hmm....I've been thinking about 127 hours in the Grand Canyon, what say?"
"Alright, see you there in an hour around. And while you are at it ask Jesus if he wants to join us as well?" And Rahim cut the call.
Still packing, Ram called up Jesus. "Hey there, are you up for a short break at the Canyons?"
"Oh Man! You mean they are doing it again?" said Jesus from the other end
Upstairs, in a shadowed room a voice groaned. Pulling the sheets off his face, Ram rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. Hair all tousled, he looked like a disgruntled angle.
"JAI SHREE RAM!"
He groaned again. "Oh Man! Not again."
Jumping out of bed he pulled out his rucksack and started stuffing things in it haphazardly with one hand, while he speed dialed Rahim with his other hand.
"Hey, wassup?" answered a velvety voice from the other side.
"How do you feel about a spot of vacation?" Ram asked.
"Something up?" Rahim queried.
"Nope just some thousand of my so called followers shouting slogans and heading towards the area of your so called followers. Get the picture?"
"Oh Man!" exclaimed Rahim," Again! I still haven't recovered from the havoc they created in our name last time. Damn it, how they make us wanna curse and swear."
Now that he knew the reason for Ram's frustration, he let his own frustration be heard loud and clear on the phone. You could almost see him sighing and shaking his head from side to side in disappointment.
"Whose idea was it to create these idiots anyway?"
"I think it was Jesus's daddy, wasn't it?"
They both groaned again. But then Ram visibly fought his anger and smiling slightly he said,"Chill yaar, time for some R and R, i say. Get the pun," pride evident in his voice.
Rahim groaned, "For your sake! Stop with your poor jokes already. I'll come with you only on the condition that you won't crack a single joke the entire trip. What did you have in mind, huh?"
"Hmm....I've been thinking about 127 hours in the Grand Canyon, what say?"
"Alright, see you there in an hour around. And while you are at it ask Jesus if he wants to join us as well?" And Rahim cut the call.
Still packing, Ram called up Jesus. "Hey there, are you up for a short break at the Canyons?"
"Oh Man! You mean they are doing it again?" said Jesus from the other end
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and again and again. the cycle goes on.
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