The Ultimate Question

Albert and I were walking on the street. The conversation was simple. Albert wanted me to tell him why I slapped the man in the corner. “Because he was smoking”, I said. Albert didn’t think it was reason enough. So I explained.
“See Albert. Tum log bilkul bhi dhyaan nahi deta hai. Udhar chota chota bacha log hota tha. Uska saamne galat impression padenga ki nahi? But more importantly, humko gussa uska cigaratte peene par nahi aaya tha. Humko gussa isiliye aaya kyonki udhar ek gaana bajta tha. With a cigarette in my hand, I felt like a man! Tow hum bhi bola ki aaj iska manliness ka bhaaji paav idhar hi kar dene ka. You see. The whole fault is that of the song. Gaana nahi bajta to humko gussa nahi aata. Humko gussa nahi aata to hum us man ka do laafa nahi maarta. Understand?”

I was silent the whole way back after that. Once I reached home, the moment Jenny opened the door, I told her.
“Jenny, I know the answer. Saara problem ka cause music hai. Gaana, you know!”
“What answer Albert?”
“You asked me this morning na? Albert, Pinto ko gussa kyon aata hai?”

Majorly inspired by Narendra Shenoy – the man is a killer! 🙂

About Amit
Conventional, boring, believer, poet, Shayar (to be precise), lover of music, musical instruments, and all that can be called music (theoretically or metaphorically), jack of all master of none, more of a reader less of a writer, arbit philosopher, foolish debater.. and many more such things.. like so many people!

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