punishment to pacify the others.
‘No chance for that to happen. I got him what he wanted.’
I replied excitedly and just like Sameer, I had an ear-to-ear smile.
Everyone left the conference room smiling. This was a very peculiar situation where everyone felt they’d won. Bhagwaan Dada was happy that he saved himself from any further criticism and his initial choice of promoting me to god was not wrong. I was elated thinking that I had achieved something that no one else had achieved before. Other gods and god aspirants were happy to know that my work was not yet complete.
11
The honeymoon drive
B ack in Mrityulok, Sameer and Payal were enjoying the drive on the newly constructed Mumbai to Goa National Highway 17. It took them barely five hours to reach Ratnagiri, a port city on Arabian Sea, while covering over 320 km.
Sameer was at the wheels of his BMW 3 series convertible whereas Payal was sitting in the navigation seat with her head on Sameer’s shoulder. Payal pressed the button of the car music system and the most soothing romantic Hindi song ‘ Do Lafzo Kee Hai Dil Kee Kahani’ from ‘The Great Gambler’ started playing. The cool coastal breeze made the atmosphere even more romantic.
Both Sameer and Payal were thoroughly immersed in the song when Sameer’s mobile phone started ringing. He picked up the phone quite reluctantly.
‘What’s up dude?’ Jimmy spoke from the other side.
‘Doing great, just reached Ratnagiri.’
‘Quite a start but will you be able to control your urge before reaching Goa or planning to stop somewhere in between?’
‘Apne jaisa samjh rakha hai kya?’
‘Buddy, I can start anywhere if I have a sexy wife like Payal,’ Jimmy started laughing as soon as he finished talking.
Payal chose that very moment to start running her hands all over Sameer’s body. Sameer started getting excited and made some strange noises. Jimmy could easily hear Sameer’s noises over the phone.
‘Hahahaha, I am not like you! I told you all men are the same,’ Jimmy poked fun at Sameer.
‘ Chal phone rakh,’ Sameer tried to cover his embarrassment but Jimmy started laughing again.
Sameer disconnected the phone and looked at Payal who was still busy exploring his body.
‘Wait, we might meet with an accident.’
‘Who cares?’
She continued to move her hands up his thighs.
‘Wait wait, we are reaching Goa soon!’
‘Who wants to wait for soon?’ fearless Payal continued.
She now started kissing him all over. Sameer tried to stop her but she was unstoppable. After a few futile attempt of stopping her, Sameer gave up. He took the car a little away from the highway, got the hood up and drove up to a secluded beach.
As soon as he stopped the car, they started kissing each other passionately. Both got extremely excited but before they could proceed further they heard rude knocks on the car window. Sameer looked up and was shocked to see a policeman ogling at them.
‘Jamaila, kya chalu hai idhar?’ a heavy Marathi-accented voice pierced through his ears.
Sameer was stunned to hear the heavy tone.
‘Roll down the window glass,’ the heavy voice continued.
Sameer did as told and the policeman put his neck through the door unceremoniously.
‘So these days you people have found this place, haan?’
‘What?’
‘Ae what what, chal bahar nikal,’ angered, the policeman raised his voice.
‘It’s not what you are thinking?’ Sameer tried to reason with him.
‘I very well know what’s happening. Just come out!’ the policeman snapped his fingers impatiently.
Sameer came out of the car and got even more scared to see the size of the policeman. He was more than 6 feet tall and his chest would have certainly measured 45 inches at the very least.
‘I had heard of this kind of shady business being carried out near the highway but never thought it could happen right under my very nose!’
‘No sir, you are getting it all wrong,’ Sameer replied, regaining his
‘No chance for that to happen. I got him what he wanted.’
I replied excitedly and just like Sameer, I had an ear-to-ear smile.
Everyone left the conference room smiling. This was a very peculiar situation where everyone felt they’d won. Bhagwaan Dada was happy that he saved himself from any further criticism and his initial choice of promoting me to god was not wrong. I was elated thinking that I had achieved something that no one else had achieved before. Other gods and god aspirants were happy to know that my work was not yet complete.
11
The honeymoon drive
B ack in Mrityulok, Sameer and Payal were enjoying the drive on the newly constructed Mumbai to Goa National Highway 17. It took them barely five hours to reach Ratnagiri, a port city on Arabian Sea, while covering over 320 km.
Sameer was at the wheels of his BMW 3 series convertible whereas Payal was sitting in the navigation seat with her head on Sameer’s shoulder. Payal pressed the button of the car music system and the most soothing romantic Hindi song ‘ Do Lafzo Kee Hai Dil Kee Kahani’ from ‘The Great Gambler’ started playing. The cool coastal breeze made the atmosphere even more romantic.
Both Sameer and Payal were thoroughly immersed in the song when Sameer’s mobile phone started ringing. He picked up the phone quite reluctantly.
‘What’s up dude?’ Jimmy spoke from the other side.
‘Doing great, just reached Ratnagiri.’
‘Quite a start but will you be able to control your urge before reaching Goa or planning to stop somewhere in between?’
‘Apne jaisa samjh rakha hai kya?’
‘Buddy, I can start anywhere if I have a sexy wife like Payal,’ Jimmy started laughing as soon as he finished talking.
Payal chose that very moment to start running her hands all over Sameer’s body. Sameer started getting excited and made some strange noises. Jimmy could easily hear Sameer’s noises over the phone.
‘Hahahaha, I am not like you! I told you all men are the same,’ Jimmy poked fun at Sameer.
‘ Chal phone rakh,’ Sameer tried to cover his embarrassment but Jimmy started laughing again.
Sameer disconnected the phone and looked at Payal who was still busy exploring his body.
‘Wait, we might meet with an accident.’
‘Who cares?’
She continued to move her hands up his thighs.
‘Wait wait, we are reaching Goa soon!’
‘Who wants to wait for soon?’ fearless Payal continued.
She now started kissing him all over. Sameer tried to stop her but she was unstoppable. After a few futile attempt of stopping her, Sameer gave up. He took the car a little away from the highway, got the hood up and drove up to a secluded beach.
As soon as he stopped the car, they started kissing each other passionately. Both got extremely excited but before they could proceed further they heard rude knocks on the car window. Sameer looked up and was shocked to see a policeman ogling at them.
‘Jamaila, kya chalu hai idhar?’ a heavy Marathi-accented voice pierced through his ears.
Sameer was stunned to hear the heavy tone.
‘Roll down the window glass,’ the heavy voice continued.
Sameer did as told and the policeman put his neck through the door unceremoniously.
‘So these days you people have found this place, haan?’
‘What?’
‘Ae what what, chal bahar nikal,’ angered, the policeman raised his voice.
‘It’s not what you are thinking?’ Sameer tried to reason with him.
‘I very well know what’s happening. Just come out!’ the policeman snapped his fingers impatiently.
Sameer came out of the car and got even more scared to see the size of the policeman. He was more than 6 feet tall and his chest would have certainly measured 45 inches at the very least.
‘I had heard of this kind of shady business being carried out near the highway but never thought it could happen right under my very nose!’
‘No sir, you are getting it all wrong,’ Sameer replied, regaining his
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