Story of a Paper Plane Made from Budget Highlights
Sitting at my office, on second floor, the market was falling like nine pins and my stop loss had triggered. I was out of the market. No more new positions.
I took a print out of todays budget highlights. Read it. Scratched my head for some time thinking about what to do for the rest of the day. Then, I made a paper plane out of the print out and threw it in the air. Zoooommmm it went flying out of the window. Gliding above in the warm breeze for quite some time it had traveled a reasonably long distance. Below the crowd (common man) watched, their jaws slightly open, were both exited and amazed with this sight. The plane finally landed on the pavement.
One person, neatly dressed in spotless white, picked the plane opened and read it. He reached for his shirt pocket and took out a latest flashy and trendy 3G and called his friend who was standing in the stadium. This friend on listening to the call from 3G had a Coal Gate Smile that sparkled like a
diamond. A person who was standing in the middle of the stadium (he was playing Sports), noticed the flash took a break, went out and enquired the reason for his Coal Gate smile. The Sports person returns to his place in the field. From the other end another person comes running towards him and hurls a ball towards him. On returning to the field the Sports person looked very excited and with this sudden excitement he hit the ball with a bat, with all his might. The ball zooomed , high up in the sky and hit a very very very veeeryyyy. Large balloon which was flying/swinging high above in the middle of the stadium, occupying half the space. All I know is this balloon is not from this part of the world.
Now, the speeding ball on hitting the balloon bounced, changed direction and went through the window of a Imported Helicopter that was flying by. The owner of this Imported Helicopter, picked the ball and handed over to one of his Businessman friend who was travelling along. This Businessman friend was no ordinary Man, recently he had made a very very large amount of money in a very very short time. And he made this money without even investing a penny from his own pocket. He has interests in arts, lands, finance/brokerage and fitness/Body Bilding. In fact he is surveying the lands and fields below when the ball landed in their Helicopter.
On seeing the ball they were both rather surprised- as to how it landed in their Imported Helicopter!. The Businessman called another man, this time, this man is not his friend but his relative a Saala and he is a Youth. In fact he is a Youth Leader. And right now he was addressing a very very large gathering in a tiny village. The Youth Leader said to the crowd that India is larger than Americka. In fact India is larger than Amerika + Europe. And Indias GDP was growing at a higher rate under their partys leadership, and if they and the people of this country elected him as their next leader then India will shine in such a way like it never shone before. The large crowd that had gathered, who looked as though they have Three full meals a day. One meal as breakfast and 2 meals of Hope, on hearing this clapped, cheered, whistled, danced and partied, while the latest item songs played in the background.
This particular meeting by the Youth Leader was covered live and telecast by the very very highly reputed News channels of the country. Now this telecast was being watched live by the first person on his latest flashy and trendy 3G. On seeing this his chest filled with a new wave of excitement. He put his 3G back in his pocket.. i.e shirt pocket. With this new found excitement, he started giving shape to the paper that he was still holding in his hand (this was a plane a while ago). He folded it into a neat crispy rocket. Then leaning back a little, with all his might he flanged it straight above. After it reached its limit, the rocket took a U turn came back straight and pierced in the open slimy drainage next to him.
More than half of the rocket pierced into the slime and the rest was visible. Two people were standing in front of it and watching it. One had a wide smile, his mouth still shut and the other had a grim look. One was a ConMan and the other was a CommonMan.
Disclaimer :
This is a Original Story. Not Copyright Material.
All Charecters in this story are fictitious and bear no resembelance
to any person living or dead. Any similarities are purely coincidental
and regreted.
Sitting at my office, on second floor, the market was falling like nine pins and my stop loss had triggered. I was out of the market. No more new positions.
I took a print out of todays budget highlights. Read it. Scratched my head for some time thinking about what to do for the rest of the day. Then, I made a paper plane out of the print out and threw it in the air. Zoooommmm it went flying out of the window. Gliding above in the warm breeze for quite some time it had traveled a reasonably long distance. Below the crowd (common man) watched, their jaws slightly open, were both exited and amazed with this sight. The plane finally landed on the pavement.
One person, neatly dressed in spotless white, picked the plane opened and read it. He reached for his shirt pocket and took out a latest flashy and trendy 3G and called his friend who was standing in the stadium. This friend on listening to the call from 3G had a Coal Gate Smile that sparkled like a
diamond. A person who was standing in the middle of the stadium (he was playing Sports), noticed the flash took a break, went out and enquired the reason for his Coal Gate smile. The Sports person returns to his place in the field. From the other end another person comes running towards him and hurls a ball towards him. On returning to the field the Sports person looked very excited and with this sudden excitement he hit the ball with a bat, with all his might. The ball zooomed , high up in the sky and hit a very very very veeeryyyy. Large balloon which was flying/swinging high above in the middle of the stadium, occupying half the space. All I know is this balloon is not from this part of the world.
Now, the speeding ball on hitting the balloon bounced, changed direction and went through the window of a Imported Helicopter that was flying by. The owner of this Imported Helicopter, picked the ball and handed over to one of his Businessman friend who was travelling along. This Businessman friend was no ordinary Man, recently he had made a very very large amount of money in a very very short time. And he made this money without even investing a penny from his own pocket. He has interests in arts, lands, finance/brokerage and fitness/Body Bilding. In fact he is surveying the lands and fields below when the ball landed in their Helicopter.
On seeing the ball they were both rather surprised- as to how it landed in their Imported Helicopter!. The Businessman called another man, this time, this man is not his friend but his relative a Saala and he is a Youth. In fact he is a Youth Leader. And right now he was addressing a very very large gathering in a tiny village. The Youth Leader said to the crowd that India is larger than Americka. In fact India is larger than Amerika + Europe. And Indias GDP was growing at a higher rate under their partys leadership, and if they and the people of this country elected him as their next leader then India will shine in such a way like it never shone before. The large crowd that had gathered, who looked as though they have Three full meals a day. One meal as breakfast and 2 meals of Hope, on hearing this clapped, cheered, whistled, danced and partied, while the latest item songs played in the background.
This particular meeting by the Youth Leader was covered live and telecast by the very very highly reputed News channels of the country. Now this telecast was being watched live by the first person on his latest flashy and trendy 3G. On seeing this his chest filled with a new wave of excitement. He put his 3G back in his pocket.. i.e shirt pocket. With this new found excitement, he started giving shape to the paper that he was still holding in his hand (this was a plane a while ago). He folded it into a neat crispy rocket. Then leaning back a little, with all his might he flanged it straight above. After it reached its limit, the rocket took a U turn came back straight and pierced in the open slimy drainage next to him.
More than half of the rocket pierced into the slime and the rest was visible. Two people were standing in front of it and watching it. One had a wide smile, his mouth still shut and the other had a grim look. One was a ConMan and the other was a CommonMan.
Disclaimer :
This is a Original Story. Not Copyright Material.
All Charecters in this story are fictitious and bear no resembelance
to any person living or dead. Any similarities are purely coincidental
and regreted.
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