What happens when you share your birthday with Qasim Sahab?

Seed #313

Mr.Ganguly, an average Indian man, forever dreamed of owning a house. The only the thought that kept him alive from his miserable life was , “mere bhi ek ashiana hoga.”

So when he came across a place at a heavenly bargain, he pounced on it hastily. In his zeal of not letting go this opportunity he not only did sell his last of underwears and his banyan; he also kind of forget to inspect the area on many matters. 

Moving on to the day of griha pravesh, housewarming, when the party was in full swing, mr.Ganguly was visited upon the Magjus. It had turned out that the Magjus were neighbors to mr.Ganguly, and this was one of the much important matter which he had not noticed in his haste.

The Magjus often seemed like very nice people at first, which they were though it used to get lost in prejudice. The Magjus had brought some rasgulles. As such occasions were of extreme emotional significance, these were no ordinary Rasgulles. These were ‘Mr. Dassani Approved Rasgullas’, rare as a red rabbit. But such luxuries the average man will not have much knowledge, so did not mr.Ganguly for no fault of his own, whose reaction to the special Rasgulles did not meet the ‘Magju Reaction Manifesto’ standards thus demarking him on the Magjus’ bad books. But nice people that they were, after the customaries they left.

mr.Ganguly like an average Indian man, celebrates life in simple ways. So on his first birthday in his first home, mr.Ganguly was overwhelmed with emotions. For once in his life now he wanted to celebrate his birthday. So he mortgaged what remained, which was his trousers, and went around distributing rasgullas to his near and dear ones. But before he could reach the dear ones, he visited the near ones who happened to be the Magjus. There was much festivity in Magajbhoomi, which turned gloomy the moment mr.Ganguly knocked with the birthday rasgullas. The rasgullas were ordinary rasgullas meaning they werent any ‘Rasgulles’ at all, the Magjus having been spoiled by Mr Dassani couldn’t tolerate sub par rasgullas or whatever that was. Also that day happened to be Pirzada Qasim sahab’s birthday, and the Magjus definitely wont tolerate other birthdays on Qaseem sahab’s day! So from that day to all the remaining birthdays, the Magjus would kidnap mr.Ganguly on his birthday lest  blasphemy occurs.

Published by Magaj-Beej the First

Magajbeej-the first is the teller of all tales. The patron deity of narrations. He chooses various mediums to express his stories, some happy, some trippy, some dark, some dodgy. His stories are infinite as he is. His multiverse is replete with galaxies of stories which converge and separate and converge again. He speaks through his proteges Dassani& Dasgupta, the first of the Magjus, the entrusted carrier of his tales, the overseer of his multiverse.

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