Encounter

At night I came home and was greeted by an unwelcome guest. He had made himself comfortable in a corner of room. That was a cockroach.


I have dreaded fear of this creature. What is it called…cock-o-phobia…er…no. People can misunderstand. Cockroahophobia. Ya this is perfect. I remembered the scene of Mr India and decided to call bachcha party to tackle this situation. I called Harit and Milind. Fortunately milind was not there. He was invited and was away to solve serious controversial issue among his friends.In the mean time I tried to use HIT on cockroach...the only weapon of mass destruction I had.After some time Harit came to my rescue.


Armed with a jhadu he started searching for the intruder till [he]we got hold of him.
In one whack he was half murdered and then we disposed him off in dustbin.


Triumphant Harit came to me as I stood on corner of bed.
Like a honourable underworld contract killer he said,
"Bhaiyya, Khallas kar diya usko....ab bed se niche aa jao."

Relived i got down from bed.
Ek aur dharti ka bojh kam hua.