Long time ago, Mr Shiva alias Rudra (who also goes by many other names) was sitting on one of the mountains of himalayas with his Sony Vaio(with Gentoo) on his lap. He had his abode covered by his wireless ISP and hence never felt like leaving it. Being tech savvy and not having much to do on a remote himalayan place, he was always hooked on to yahoo messenger,gmail,blogger,slashdot and orkut round the clock.
Meanwhile parvati was a well broughtup girl of an aristrocatic family. Her father owned most of the real estate in and around himalayas. He had brought the land when bangalore was booming with IT industries and had became rich overnight when all the IT industries decided to move to himalayas. Parvati was thus well fed and after getting incredible 35% in 12th, she was gifted a BE Computer Science seat in one of the best colleges in himalayas. Natural as it is, she was introduced to yahoo messenger and orkut.
One day Shiva was astonished to see a friend request from an unknown girl called Parvathi. Apparently he was delighted. It was his second friend request from a girl. He immediately accepted her request and started using orkut to chat with her. The friendship gradually improved also with the scrap count exceeding 1000. It was when parvati made her next move. She indicated to Shiva that she is interested and sent a teaser and adder to her crush list. Poor shiva never understood these advances and happily neglected it. It was when Kama, a mutual friend entered the scene.
Having been in deep love with Rathi, Kama was determined to get more people to suffer like him. Hence seeing the oppurtunity blossom around him, took his latest Ipod nano and made way for Shiva's abode.
Shiva was unusually busy with a blog post that day. He was determined to write something but ideas were not flowing. Also his ISP decided to irritate him by blocking blogger. Kama had chosen the worst time.
So when Kama entered Shiva's apartment with colorful hawaiian shirt, blazing hip-hop music and Christina Aguilera posters, Shiva couldnt tolerate any more and set fire to Kama's behinds. Later realizing his mistake and with charming Rathi explaing the matter, he extinguished the fire,let Kama off and proposed to Parvathi through phone which she accepted immediately.
Thus born was the festival of holi when people applied color to others and burned their a**es off.
(The "Holika" version of the story will come out soon)
Happy Holi!!!!!
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5 comments:
hmm, nice attempt to make it contemporary!
but where the hell do colours come in????unless burning is equivalent to adding colours??
-Jyothika
Yeah I know.. realized that at the end.. And the post didnt come out the way I expected..
But even in the original story , where the hell do the colors come in?? It is a festival of burnig desires(represented by kama) and not a amorous colorful festival isnt it??
nice post man!! come to think of it, if Holi represents burning desires, then is Holi an Indian version of Mardi Gras? and why does everybody have to burn their desires in feb/march itself? that too, during spring season?
Beats me!!!! May be if u burn old (wet and cold too??) desires, you can make some room for new ones.. :)
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