Monday, May 09, 2005

Lunchtable Conversations

Lunchtable conversations are always tasty, even if the lunch is not.

Fellow A asks fellow B, whether the German Language course completion certificate was actually written in German.

Fellow B answers in the negative, giving reasons that the Chairman who would sign it wouldn't know German. He doesnot appreciate the extra chilly in today's vegetable.

Fellow C creeps in insisting that the Chairman (or Chairperson, to be on safer side) doesnot sign it, but it's only the signature-stamp that certifies the language skills. So far he was busy in emptying his glass of lemon juice.

Fellows A and C almost concurrently jump on the opportunity and give example of the reserve bank governor, who would have to sign all the notes in use (which include the notes that he earns out of this job). Fellow X, the neighbour is in deep thought.

Fellow B is amused at this : he visualises a machine in which the governor would sit and keep signing the notes throughout the day! He is apparently struggling to cut the roti into equal-sized pieces for its physical properties are not mature enough today.

Certain amount of time is allowed to pass at this point, as some unknown girl Q comes and joins the queue for lunch. Fellows A and C are distracted because of this change of subject. Fellow B doesnot care.

Fellow A simply remembers some incident from Kamal Hassan's Pushpak, a mute film. Perhaps the girl reminded him of that movie, but one cannot be sure about such things.

Fellow B has not heard about this movie. He doesnot like the idea of a mute film, and asks, "Now, then who wrote the dialogues?". A pointless question, really. Fellows A and C are used to such questions, therefore they can manage it with the target maintained in the eye-sight.

Fellow C starts to clarify some of the incidences that used to occur in cinema-halls where this film used to be screened. Fellow B is eating too slowly, and maybe, deliberately.

Fellow A jumps in to say, "Actions speak louder than words - and thence the film didn't need any dialogues whatsoever!", adding an archaic touch, inspired from the antiquated taste of the pickles.

Fellow C, after another, sip of lemon juice, adds, "In those cinema halls, the public used to shout madly, threatening to damage the furniture - their demand was to lower the blaring volume in the auditorium for they would go deaf otherwise. The film included only actions, you know - unlike all other films in which the actions are diluted by words in the dialogues and songs!"

Fellow B doesnot appreciate this fact, and assumes (as always) others are kidding him.

The target settles in its home-ground which is now out of sight for the fellows, and soon they safely exit the scene...

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