Dark times bring out dark humour. The Great Bong is in fine form:
...Ok old man call this number. And tell them that terrorists have entered the hotel and taken people hostage.”
“I am sorry sir. The phone has been out of order. Noone paid the phone repairman their Puja baksheesh. So…”
Kasai snarls “What a hellhole this is.”
He brings out his satellite phone and starts dialing the number.
The phone at the other end keeps ringing.
Presently someone picks it up.
An immensely disinterested voice says “Hello”
Kasai says “Listen carefully. I am a Jihadi terrorist and along with my Jihadi brothers we have taken foreigners hostage at the Grand Eastern Luxury Hotel and will start killing them one every fifteen minutes. We have already killed…emmm….many.”
The voice at other end: “Grand Eastern Luxury Hotel you say?”
Kasai says “Yes yes.”
The voice says: “Not our jurisdiction. Call Park Circus thana. ”
Kasai says “Listen you. Did you just hear what I said. I am going to…”
The voice becomes irritated. “Yes I heard what you said. Did you hear what I said? I will watch you on television just like everyone else. Kahan kahan se chale aate hain…”
Kasai is seething with rage. This he did not bargain for.
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