18th Floor theory

There are two kind of people. One who are ready to open their heart and regret it all their life when fun is poked at them regarding that emotional catharsis session. The other type never open to anyone, keep their emotions bottled up and probably suffer and regret this all their life.

Two different life philosophies; hard to say which one is the right one to follow. Anyways, this story involves a character from each category mentioned above.



Our beloved Kunal aka bhatti is the emotional romantic open-your-heart-to-your-friends type. Here's a sneak peak at this dude with a sprouting in-your-face kinda moustache. Also noticeable is a gazillion years old cap, probably the one wore by Adam, to hide his baldness, when he was "doing" Eve.






I on the other hand am the fun poking, bottled-up emotions type. I am sure bhatti would have loved to add some other picture of mine, probbaly the one where i am sleeping holding cell phone in my hand. :) kyun bhatti..hai ki nahin.















Incident took place on a rainy day in july of 2007.



But first some background......


Bhatti worked for Comverse for a couple of years before he moved to Oracle. He had a friend over there who lived in a multi-storey building on 18th floor.

And as has been Bhatti's speciality since the dawn of humanity, he was senti about this girl but would not agree. As usual i would prod him to go ahead and tell her and he continued with his we-r-just-friends crap.

But then this is bhatti..sooner or later he will spill the beans.



Let's come back to July'07. Me and bhatti were sitting in our flat balcony in the rain. It is one of those open-your-heart-to-your-mate sessions. Bhatti is telling me all about the girls in his office. Who she likes, what about them, etc. I am, as usual, all ears..waiting for my moment. Bhatti generally opens up after a while and then information flows out like boundaries from Sehwag's bat.

And then my moment arrived. Probably one of the raindrops trickled down into the sea of bhatti's emotions, stirred them and made him utter this gem of a dialogue..

Next thing i know is that i am rolling on the floor with laughter, holding my stomach. Bhatti realised his mistake and tried his level best to diffuse the situation , but then bullets once out of a gun don't return.

This dialogue is gonna haunt bhatti for a long time. Gosh i love screwing this guy...meri jaan bhatti, aise hi hame teri lene ke mauke deta reh. We need them.