She was walking on the tar road; her eyes were filled with rage, fists tight and pounding heart. She has just won the war and took bloody revenge. She was Prajna, a cute girl in her twenties. She was walking away from her past, unsure of her future, because of her present. The black tar road was alike to her black past…. she was running away from past and now the tar road; more she wanted to forget her past, more it was trying to catch up with her, just like the tar road.

Prajna was studying to become a biotech graduate; she wanted to be a micro biologist and play with micro organisms’. Theirs was a small family, consists of her elderly parents and motherly sis, Priyanka.

The only earning brother was killed in war between India & Pakistan, over a stupid hill. The land on the hill is barren, deserted and without any population and it was trying to pass on its characteristics to humans, who were fighting for it.

The death caused in war was the life turning experience for the family. Mother died of shock, father wanted to be there too, but Yamraj seeing his two pretty daughters, refused to take him in. Priyanka had to take a job in a jeweler shop to prove Darwin’s theory “Survival of the Fittest”

Life was again getting back on track, Priyanka doing a fine job as a Jewelry designer, Prajna studying to be a microbiologist and the father trying to walk after the paralytic heart attack. Then suddenly God unveiled the hidden plan to enrich their lives.

Priyanka hanged herself with a swollen belly; it was not the fat accumulated by McBurger but there was a human life inside, the most beautiful creation a man can create. The beautiful creation becomes the ugliest creation, if the father disowns the mother. She was going around with her employer. Father wanted to be hanged too but his legs were not supportive enough. At last his balcony, which was mostly used for drying cloths….came to his help; and he did not cry while falling down from 7^th floor.

Prajna could not fight with Pakistanis last time but this time she was not ready to take things lying down; she was ready to fight, ready for revenge. She left her masters mid way, got into one of the biggest Jewelry Institute and started working on a plan to get even with her sis employer. One day, she felt a sharpening pain in the head and felled down; was taken to hospital. And when she woke up in her senses, she got Turn # 124 of her life; was told, she was HIV positive. It seemed to her that revenge will not be complete in her short span of lifetime. Indian law prohibits disclosure of patient’s AIDS status without consent, so she could afford the anonymous tag.

She bagged the most coveted job of jewelry designer with Narotamdas Jewelers; in few days time, she was epitome of Seth Narotamdas…mostly because of her curved body, polished communication and wicked style.

As usual, Seth’s wife was out and Narotamdas forgot some precious stones at store, he called up and wanted a real diamond to carry the stones to his home to be delivered by hand…and this time real diamond was Prajna.

Precious stones were delivered but hands which delivered them were beautiful too and beauty needs to be appreciated. Narotamdas started appreciating her beauty in his own style and Prajna was party to the crime. Seth Narotamdas, who was unable to do it, was able to do it and he wanted more….Prajna started laughing.  Next 2 sentences were death nails for Narotamdas.

Prajna: 2 truths for you, one Priyanka was my elder sister and second, I am HIV+

She enjoyed the pale look of Narotamdas and walked out from his Malabar hill home.

 She reached home; saw a thick brown envelope lying at the door from “Jupiter Diagnostic”. She sat on the sofa, switched on the TV and opened it with heavy heart and read

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Accept our sincere apologies from heart

We have detected some machine problems and that caused faulty detection of HIV+ in several of our patients. We are happy to inform you that your samples were tested at AIMS and you are not HIV+

Warm Regards,

Kedar  Betgeri

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She reached for sleeping pills bottle, took all of them, gulped down with water and with faint senses, heard famous news reader Amit Gupta on AajTak “Breaking News: Seth Narotamdas committed suicide by hanging himself”

She saw the watch and it was 2'O clock and date showed 14th Dec'09; now she remembered the sleeping pills bottle had only 3 pills and it was exactly 17 hours after the incident, she woke up....a smile came to her dry lips, which was a tribute to her family.

AJ entered office, talking on his blackberry, waved good morning to everyone and took his seat. While traveling from home to office, he has already solved 7 problems faced by Indian offshore team. He is Akhilesh Jaggnath Madatiparambil, fondly known as AJ the solution.

Last week, there was some compatibility issue while running the latest version of web application and we were harassing our onshore coordinators as usual. The browser settings refused to let it work. Prasad, our charming IT coordinator was bugged and told us to recreate the problematic conditions faced by USA team to get into the muddle and find out the exact problem. AJ was passing by conference area, stopped for a moment, hopped on the call and said “Guys!! Recreate the Solution, never the problem” That was AJ as usual, you throw a challenge on him and he will give you so many solutions that you will pity on your stupidity. AJ was always every where, talking on his blackberry every time; he was always solving problems or winning over someone with his blackberry. He bribed the priest for allowing him to talk on his blackberry, while taking rounds of heavenly fire during his marriage. 

Company was proud of AJ and employees loved their savior. Although everyone always talked about his bravado, he always had a fear of losing his lucky charm i.e. his blackberry. This blackberry was testimony to his rise from rags to riches; he was nobody, but the day he bought this blackberry, lady luck favored him and he got this creamy position. He never looked back, gave his best to his job and ultimately it became a habit to touch the soil and make it gold. One day, Jennifer got a wrong number by calling AJ on his blackberry and he got a right wife for life. Whenever he got into a problem, his blackberry was not with him. Once he forgot his blackberry at office and he got fined, twice for lane jumping. Conditions, situations both forced him to believe in the lucky charm. From thereon, he used to keep his blackberry with him, in showers, on treadmill, virtually everywhere.

AJ was doing great, so was the company and he never cared a dim about anything else. However on that particular day, there were some divine powers working against him; he was driving back home and traffic sergeant instructed him to stop in last lane. He asked AJ for his name, as soon as he uttered Akhilesh Jaggnath Madatiparambil, Marabou started writing something on some paper. And to his horror, AJ had to part with his blackberry, his 4 wheel drive and his passport. Traffic sergeant was Marabou Lewinsky, a kind hearted man to everyone but always held a grudge against people, who had bill in their name. He was always a butt of jokes for sharing his surname with Monika Lewinsky (Bill Clinton fame) and every time somebody told him a Monika joke, he took a pledge to fine 10 more people sharing Bill Clinton’s first or last name. AJ tried reasoning with him but to no avail, he was told to collect them after 15 days from the court.

Without his blackberry, he was feeling devastated. As soon as he reached home, his always sweet wife Jennifer yelled at him as some ‘Kristin’ had called up home and left some kisses on the voice recorder. He made her at peace but he was feeling doomed. He knew, with his lucky charm being away, problems will attack him from all the corners.

And he was so true, he reached office and nothing was working as it used to be. He got an email about dropping sales, that’s a warning. He tried writing a mail, his computer hanged; he tried calling some new clients, nobody took his calls. He was getting mad, he was desperate to hear some nice word about him; he tried talking to Indian counterparts, they always showered praises on him but today they only complained. AJ’s head was paining like hell, so he decided to go for a cup of coffee, but as the luck had it, coffee vending machine showed no coffee. After spending a near disastrous day at work, he reached home; Bruno the dog was having fever and roof was leaking. After a hard fought half spent night, AJ the winner was feeling like a looser and retired to bed. AJ woke up by some hussy mushy sounds. He came downstairs and saw his sweet son Jr. trying his best to reach the cookie jar kept at 6 ft height. AJ got lost in his innocence; he felt at ease with himself and sat right there watching antics of Jr.

Junior was just 6 years old but he seemed to be blessed with more patience than his father. He tried umpteen times and sat there watching the cookie jar. He felt like giving him the jar but thought to see what all he can do. Jr. had a watch, which was with him day and night and he kept it close to heart every time. AJ told to himself, my son is not succeeding because he also does not have his lucky charm, his watch.  He wanted to see if Jr. looses hope just like his father without his lucky charm or get to the Jar. Junior disappeared somewhere and he thought, Jr. will be back with his watch and everything will fall in place for him. But, Alas! Junior was back with his toy ladder and AJ’s hockey stick, and in few moments, the Jar was all his. AJ hugged him tight, junior was scared but he saw his always brave dad crying.

Junior relished the cookies and AJ enjoyed the new found hope; at 2’O clock duo were having a time of life, eating cookies together.

AJ was out of his bed at sharp 6, it all went well in the gym; this was first time, he clocked 5 km in 20 minutes flat. AJ kissed Jr. Goodbye to school and dropped Jennifer to office. Within a week’s time, he could restore and improve the sales figures of the company. He signed some new contracts for the company and was sure of good times ahead. Although nobody showered him with praises, he was sure it will come eventually.

The days at office were never so good; AJ never felt so confident about his capabilities. Six months passed by and he was virtually everywhere, his strategies were talk of the town; he bailed out many companies from near bankruptcy.

His blackberry was back in his bag but he rarely used it. He treated it as a bad omen, suddenly it rang. A sweet voice was heard asking for him, somebody from ‘Blackberry the company’ wanted to speak to him; he heard Blackberry’s CFO Malcolm Speed voice on other side; they needed his help for bailing them out from a near bankruptcy. They wanted to meet him anytime convenient to him, even at 12 midnight. AJ’s Rolls Royce took a sharp turn; he met them, discussed strategies and assured them of help. He carried all the necessary papers with him for finalizing the strategies.

Next, he got a call from his son; Junior wanted him to bail out his paper boat from the pool. He reached home, bailed out the paper boat; AJ was ready to bail out the berry boat.

A geek and a beauty  

My phone was acting weird from some days, suddenly a pop up welcoming me or a sound like hush or automatic theme activation. Being a nerd myself, I knew something was wrong. I worked on making a Bluetooth tracer and hacked into central server and alas, I could identify the culprit location through GPS.  

Tracking way through my GPS tracker, I reached city café and found a girl in her twenties, playing with her mobile and my GPS tracker could identify her.

 I pulled a chair and sat beside her and asked “Why me, babe?” 

She responded unflinchingly “So that you can find me, I am Tina. I’m your sister’s best friend”. I was taken aback. 

She showed me some outstanding tricks on her gadgets. By looking at her picture perfect figure, I knew she was not capable of working hard to learn the ropes of geeky world but yes, must have worked hard in Gold’s Gym.  

So I asked her ‘what’s your source, because you do not belong to cheesy nerdy world’. 

She answered with one liner “I was a geek’s girlfriend” 

She rode pillion with me and entered my cozy terrace. I told her to take a seat and be comfortable. I appreciated the guts and off course…. the looks!!

I took water bottle, poured them in two glasses and saw her flipping pages of my yet to be published book “Free Email services and loop holes- expert guide”. 

She asked me curiously about loop holes. I explained her, the nuisances involved in hacking and most importantly to delete the foot prints (traces which can lead an investigation agency to the source of hack). I took solace in fact that being a proud nerd; my knowledge surpasses common people’s understanding. 

We chatted for a while and then she left for her place.

I was busy in my offshore oil exploration projects, as Engineer in ONGC. 

In my next trip back home, I thought to visit her and when I reached there; found 3 police vans queued in parking place. I was sure, she must have loaned trouble for herself by fiddling with gadgets, once again. 

There was some suited booted police walas…they saw an opportunity in the well oiled hair of a geek, that’s me. Cyber crime people asked me 100011 questions in total however they had to let me go as I was a mechanical engineer and had my ONGC employee id. 

Right in front of her house, I saw another geek (her ex) with soda water glasses, polluting the socio fabric culture with abuses directly lifted from ancient mohanjodro site. There I saw, the ninth wonder of the world; a Haryanvi touching his feet and saying “Oh my Lord!! Make me your abuse disciple” 

I got to speak to the beauty finally; she invited me for a party at Taj Lands End.  

She has invited the world over and the do was real classy and had been organized keeping in mind the different tastes of world, in one side Rakhi Sawant was Strutting her X and Y axis and Gary lawyer was practicing in the party. 

She took my hand and showed me around. I asked her HOW? 

She said Thanks…and walked towards stage. 

I read in bold letter “Book Launch – Ms. Tina” 

Book’s name was ‘geek’s girlfriend’ and tagline was “be a geek to take revenge from a geek” 

At least last 10 pages were lifted from our last meeting and surprisingly in THE FOREWARD; she has thanked me 1000 times for being the best teacher.

With heavy breath, I read last 6 lines....

………and to fulfill my revenge, I tried to learn the tricks of a geek. It took me years to know that, although you can pretend to be a geek but can never be one at your will; geeks are born not made. I saw one geek drowning him in champagne and told to myself, he is the one who will help me attain moksha and he did. 

I learnt the trades of geek and assassinated my geek’s character, money and ultimately the pride……he is going to remember me…. forever. 

[ This is a techie version, so if you dont understand it..dont worry there will be a non-techie version coming soon. ]

(Inspired from a true story)