Friday, May 28, 2010

XI-Venture


“Lad’s what are you doing here?”
Looking at the giant in the moonlight made yash to widdle in his trousers.
That enormous figure asked them another time “who are you? And what are you up to?”

Ryan replied without moving an inch from his pose “we’ll tell ya, but as a minimum introduce yourself UNDERTAKER!”
“I’m the chief security personnel of this building Sanjeev Mishra, Now you two brats spew out, what you were doing here?”
“I’m Ryan and he is Yash, Are you convinced now?”
“You still got to unwrap the motivation for your presence here.” Asked the guard
“Hmmmmm! I was suffocating in that bloody ICU of yours, so I came here to gobble some clean air.” Ryan replied in a sluggish way.
“You may not like it, it’s your trouble but you can’t disappear from ICU.”
C’mon old man put an end to it, look at the sky, it’s so beautiful and the clouds are having a marathon.” The guard disrupted “Then why your friend Yash is here?”
“Oh! Yash, he is my pal. I told him I can’t take the farting smell of an old hag. Whole day she does crapping and it freaks me out.”

The guard kept quite, he was gazing at yash skeptically. “Didn’t you teach your friend how to speak about a woman?”
Yash was frightened watching at his body build “why you’re getting so upset? Is that your grandma?” replied Ryan.
“You insolent bastard how dare you to speak about a woman in that ill mannered way.”
Yash interrupted him “hey mister grip yourself, you words ain’t going to prevent his shitty language. Let us leave from here Ryan, it’s already late.”

Both moved down the staircase, all of a sudden the keys fell from Yash’s pajamas. “hey you, something have jumped out of your scoop.”
Before Yash could lift the keys back, the man clutched of him. He blurted out, “you bastards, what the hell you two were doing in the operation theater?”
Ryan glimpsed at the door of the theater, it wasn’t closed properly. “Yash you idiot, it’s your entire fault.”
“Ryan help me, this goliath is squeezing like a sponge.”
Ryan looked them both from his position, he stood like a lizard, not even a single muscle moved. All of a sudden the man collapsed. Yash got stunned; Ryan had hit him with an iron rod on his head.

“You are damn scary Ryan”

The security guard was in semi-conscious state. Both fellows dragged him into the theater…


To be continued……

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