A WARRIOR --- SO COURAGEOUS $ GUTSO

It was a lazy morning and quite unusually i woke up cursing God as to why he made a day called SUNDAY and then the SECURITIES EXCHANGE BOARD OF INDIA(SEBI) as to why they dint allow trading on this day,as if my cursing would be of any help...BIG DEAL!!!!!!!!!However,i left the room folding my bed and reached for the filter in the kitchen,i usually have a couple of glasses of water to build some pressure,as it is m under a lot of pressure nowadays(ask ne share bazaar wala).Just as i was about to reach the drawing room i heard a conversation going on between my aunt and my cousin,5 yrs older to me.Did i mention i live in ma aunts house in delhi and that my cousin is also a now turned Ass from Horse in stock markets.
My cousin :- (as always charged up and at his expressive best)
kya sochti ho??kitno ko maar giraya pata hai???saale.log bolte 30,35,40(plz dnt feel offended,,its just a count nothing else)main 55 ko maar ke 50 bol raha hun!!!
God wish i could jot down his expressions,i bet fortunes he can give Nana Patekar a run for his money.
I could feel my already build pressure disappearing.I shook head in disbelief and pinched my already damned screwed bums to confirm whether its yet another nightmare that i have been getting for sometime now,thanks to the ever dipping SENSEX.But no twas all real that went into my ears.Holyshit,wat actually have u done bro???I rem we all(read share bazaarwalas,mind it we owed some respect before but now.......!!!!!!!)using some really beautiful adjectives for the people operating the markets.Folks,believe me these Delhi walas when they slang they are at their Holy Raping best.The jam session last nite was no different.
My aunt:- Babu,ab hai to hai.kya kar sakte hain??
My cousin :- Mummy,main kya batau??main to paagal ho jaaunga,aur kitno ko maru.saale khaya peeya sab nikaal rahe hai.25-30 lashein to main abhi nikaal sakta hun aur 10-12 dead bodies isme latak rahi hain(indicating towards his weapon he used for this mass destruction)
I said to myself addressing him coz u dare utter a word when hes at his angry best leave aside his destructive best,"shant gadhadhari Bheem shant,markets wapas accha hoga and we would demand respect again."
Now,if u r looking out for ur bike or are actually rushing on bus no.11 to reach ur nearest police station to reaport this carnage,for Christs sake DONT.My bro was sincerely referring to the MOSQUITOES ki sena that attacked yesternite and here he was all Ga-Ga over his heroics as to how he faced them all alone with just an electronic lawn tennis look alike racket.A racket that wud have made ROGER FEDERER proud.
Gosh!!! i sighed a breathe of relief and before i could figure out anything else i found out that i gotta rush to the toilet.
Hmmmmmmm,,,i wonder whether the heroics of this warrior wud find a place in the History text books but definitely my new born niece wud hear his father's super-hero tales from me.For now,,,Bachana-ae-macchharon lo yeh aa gaya...................!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!