Hum bhi kabhi Millionaire baney gay...

Hum bhi kabhi millionaire baney gay....shayad isi aas mein sari zindagi hi na guzr jaye.

Now and then I sit and ponder, what would I do if I win or somehow mysteriously acquire a million bucks. Hmmmm a fancy car, branded clothes, shoes, coats, all the hi-fi gadgets and the list would go on and on. But then I come to realize that I need decent job first! Perhaps then I’m at least eligible of thinking about becoming a millionaire. Actually I once read this somewhere that just by thinking of what you could do with a million dollars is actually refreshing for the brain. Well that doesn’t mean that you are in the process of dreaming 24/7.

It’s seven in the morning, my mom wakes me up, well she tries to in the first instance.
Eventually when I’m up, I realize that my friend would be here shortly and start honking non-stop trying to show that he is a busy man or perhaps he actually is. I run to the bathroom, have a quickie (that’s another name I’ve for a quick shower - in case you were wondering;). Mom says naashta tayar hai, I say time nahi hai, gotta run, she insists kamaskam doodh tu pee kar jao, well who can resist flavoured milk. I gulp it down hurriedly, khudahafiz in a fast tone, reach towards the door and the honking was just about to begin. He just arrived. Phew, otherwise I had to hear the same ol’ ’late kara diya na kaminay’. Now we move towards the inner skirts of the city, he drops him self to his work place, and then I take control of his car. It’s my time to find a rozgaar. So isi rozgaar ki talaash mein hum bhutakna shuru hotay hain. And that’s just a start. Well after dropping quite a few of my resumes, the growling within starts to rumble. Ok its now time for lunch. I decide to pop in a shopping center. As I walk in to it, I see all these big brand shops with their So-called Sale of the year rubbish. I walk in one of them pick up a shirt, look at the price tag and then walk away - as always. Now who is gonna pay 500$ for just a t-shirt? Bahut hi aakhir ayi hui hai tu I would pay around 100$ max. Khair I hurried myself to the food court, actually my stomach did. After a little stroll, I decided lets have seafood today. While I was munching away the fish and chips, I saw a lovely lady walking towards me smiling. I thought I’m not that lucky, it’s most likely a sales woman. I wasn’t lucky.
She started yapping about some promotion rubbish, and that I could Win some hard cash or a car by buying a perfume - Eau De Toilette - I wonder about the origins of that word by the way. At first I though that I should burp her away, but then this sudden urge of CASH kept bonking in my head saying go for it, go for it. I did. She told me that the draw would take place in about 2 hours time. I decided that I would actually see the whole process happening in front of me. In the mean time my friend called me inquiring of my where abouts and whether we could have lunch together. I told him that I already did. On that I heard the usual whining ’kaminay sabar nahi hota tha, aik saath hi kartey’.
Well I picked him up anyway, he had lunch I had desert. After we finished he said that he needed his car for a work related task (dropping of his girl friend somewhere). I was told that he would pick me up after he finished work and I should keep on hunting for work nearby. After all this, half an hour was left for the draw to begin. I walked towards that part of the mall where it was supposed to happen. As I was walking towards it, I saw there was quite a crowd all with tickets in their hands waiting to get lucky. As if we were all gonna be rich. I stood near a pillar waiting for the event to take place. The announcement was made that it was all about to happen. They got some kids to pull out the winning numbers. This cute little blue-eyed girl happened to be the first of them. After some
Rolling, she pulled out a ticket and gave it to the organizer. And the winning number is, the expressions on the faces of people were worth watching, women chewing their nails, men tightening their fists. There it was the five digit number, I checked mine and then said aah well at least I got a bottle of perfume. The person repeated the number, I had a second close look, then a third and fourth, wow that’s my number! That’s my bloody number! Damn it I’ve actually won the Car. Other small draws continued taking place; I was least bothered, of course. After all the paper work and legal crap, I was ready to drive my first ever 5 series BMW. WOW. The leather, the comfort, the gadgets. Just amazing. I called up my friend not to bother picking me up rather I would meet him at a certain place for a surprise. He of course was pleased to hear this. Well now it was time to actually drive the baby now. After some heart tingling Vroom Vrooms, I began on my
BMW journey - a test drive, which of course had no chance of failing. After traveling some miles, a thought just occurred to me that how would a bmw Horn sound like? Instead for honking on the road for no apparent reason I decided to take it to a remote place for some pleasure honking. (It’s a sort of short-term stress relief:)
As soon as I started honking, I was like, where have I heard this horn before, it sounded too similar. I gave it the 3-stroke style horn; it was not something different but rather very peculiar. By now it was a third attempt by my mom to wake me up! As I was trying to regain my senses I heard the honking by my friend who was outside waiting for me. O man I cried that was all a dream. If only I had not taken the BMW for a honking test, the whole scenario would have prolonged a bit further. I went out in my pj’s to my friend’s amazement and told him I dint feel like coming. And of course not to my surprise
I heard ’Kaminay mujhe tu late karva diya na. ."

Sigh.... Perhaps a lot of day dreaming is not very healthy after all.