Friday, October 21, 2011

Give me KEYS



Every individual has its own strength of understanding, sometimes it may sail you on clouds or sometimes it may drag you a lot of embarrassment. We Indian, different by every mean and still united, integrated. We know only to spread love and brother-hood. I can remember a joke, posted on “Face book”, by one of my funny friends. It says...

“There is a conversation between an Indian and a British...
British: We have ruled more than Three Hundred Years, and looted you as well. We have murdered you during that time.
Indian: How could we forget, since you have committed mistake, we have been taking revenge by killing your language a millions of time in a day.”

We Indian, speaks and all the time it cause MTI “Mother Tongue Influence” problem. But any how we always manage to get the work done. 

A new employee at the security, probably his first day in the office and an unforgotten story has happened.  Latter after the incident, I made him comfortable and found his fault. He is not so good in English, which made him to do that. And apart from that, our English ascent... that may win us all confusions. 

My colleague, on that day went early and asks him for her locker ‘KEY’. Instead of asking in a full sentence, she asked give me KEYS. That poor boy, don’t understand that much of English. He looked at her in a surprise. She was in a hurry, and asked him for KEYS again...

Colleague: Bhaiya, Give me KEYS...
Security Boy: Looked in puzzled... He doesn’t understand, what was going on!
Colleague: In a hurry, give me KEYS...
Security Boy: Looked his both side, no one was coming. He again saw her in surprised.  
Colleague: Shouted, Yaar, mere paas time nahi hai, mera lead aata hi hoga, jaldli give me KEYS. (I am running after time. The Lead will come soon; I have to finish the task. Give me KEYS.) She went to up for a coffee.
Security Boy: Kya hogaya hai logon ko, saali na zaan na pehchaan, KISS maang rahi hai. Kya main itna achha hun... Pata nahi, naaraaz hoke chaligayi lagta hai. Sayad meri complaint kardegi. Aaj toh join hua tha kya aaj hi naukari chali jaayegi? Agar phir se woh maang ti hai toh main turant degunaga. Waise dikhne mein toh Heroine jaise lag rahi hai, aisi kya Gandhi aadat hai, security ke saath, KISS!!! Sayad Body Guard movie kaa asar hai. Sallu bhai aap hazar saal ziyo!!! Achha hua yaar, aapna bhi waqt achhese kat jayega.
(What has happened to people? I am unknown to her and she is asking for a KISS!!! Am I handsome! Perhaps she got angry and might register a complaint against me!!! I may lose my first job. If she asks me one more time, I will KISS her with no delay. She is looking like a Heroine and such a bad habit! A KISS with security might be inspired from Salman’s Body Guard. Long live Sallu bhai. It is good for me and a good time ahead.)

My colleague with a cup of coffee in hand, asking for the same thing, “give me ‘KEYS’”.

This time the security stood up at his place. Came near to my colleague and posed for a KISS. My colleague shocked and made a step back. Now, she smiled and looked every sight of the office. Then she posed him for KEY, like the deaf and dumb. And then the boy made his apology and conveys his poor English skill and also request to not complaint before anybody. And finally my colleague got her KISS.

When she shared the incident during lunch, we could not stop laughing. I went to the poor guy and to know about his actual concern, but he was innocent and what had happened that was his fear and innocence. I thought it is better to share with you. Hope you would like it.

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