I DESPISE YOU,O JUICY ONE!!!
4`0 clock, pretty tired wasting time since morning, I fight but in vain, with my consciousness to keep myself from sleeping.
My cell phone, juddering and making cacophony, jolts me from my dormancy. A sweet voice from the other end says "Good evening Sir, would you wish to be a part of XYZ discounted membership". Yes folks, yours truly was the random guy who was phone spammed again. (quite a pleasant change from the bank buggers calling and offering a loan)
I am extremely bored and the voice is kinda soothing, an opportunist that I am, I ask her "What is your name?". 'Sushmita', pat comes the reply. I am all up and lively now "So, what do you do Sushmita?". A professional that she is, the answer to my query is "Sir, what is your name?"( How I wish the phone spammers gave these poor souls a quality time, to converse with their potential customers). A sigh follows and I utter my first name.
It then happens that, as all phone buggers have to impetuously do; repeat the name, she utters to my embarrassment 'RASGULLA'.(Yes folks, it does rhyme with my name).I now rudely lash out at the sweet something (her physical being, driven by my imagination), the outburst that underwent practice and perfection since getting caught with a 'RASGULLA' by the tiny devils in the kindergarten.
She kinda got my name after that, but not without getting shaken by my winds of fury. ( Well, for a fact , yours truly is pathetic as far as scolding is concerned. Its a secret. Keep it safe with you. I do manage to pull it off well on the phone though.)
Now to cover up for the lost time, she darts off at quite a pace with all the details that an unassuming customer needs to know. In the end a soft "Thank you for your patience, Good Bye!!" follows.
I guess I will not be spammed by that phone company again,unless she really desires to speak to the sweet 'RASGULLA' (The probability of the event happening being equal to the probability of finding a needle in a haystack).
Done with despising the juicy one and the person who invented the name, am back to the fight with my consciousness to keep myself from sleeping. zzZZZ!!
My cell phone, juddering and making cacophony, jolts me from my dormancy. A sweet voice from the other end says "Good evening Sir, would you wish to be a part of XYZ discounted membership". Yes folks, yours truly was the random guy who was phone spammed again. (quite a pleasant change from the bank buggers calling and offering a loan)
I am extremely bored and the voice is kinda soothing, an opportunist that I am, I ask her "What is your name?". 'Sushmita', pat comes the reply. I am all up and lively now "So, what do you do Sushmita?". A professional that she is, the answer to my query is "Sir, what is your name?"( How I wish the phone spammers gave these poor souls a quality time, to converse with their potential customers). A sigh follows and I utter my first name.
It then happens that, as all phone buggers have to impetuously do; repeat the name, she utters to my embarrassment 'RASGULLA'.(Yes folks, it does rhyme with my name).I now rudely lash out at the sweet something (her physical being, driven by my imagination), the outburst that underwent practice and perfection since getting caught with a 'RASGULLA' by the tiny devils in the kindergarten.
She kinda got my name after that, but not without getting shaken by my winds of fury. ( Well, for a fact , yours truly is pathetic as far as scolding is concerned. Its a secret. Keep it safe with you. I do manage to pull it off well on the phone though.)
Now to cover up for the lost time, she darts off at quite a pace with all the details that an unassuming customer needs to know. In the end a soft "Thank you for your patience, Good Bye!!" follows.
I guess I will not be spammed by that phone company again,unless she really desires to speak to the sweet 'RASGULLA' (The probability of the event happening being equal to the probability of finding a needle in a haystack).
Done with despising the juicy one and the person who invented the name, am back to the fight with my consciousness to keep myself from sleeping. zzZZZ!!
