Willie was deeply thinking about something.
After thinking about it for sometime he forgot what he was actually thinking about. He was now thinking about what it was that he was thinking about. After some more time he stopped thinking altogether.
He took one sip of Zooldruad. It tasted like vodka. He wondered if Gingerene had some arrangements to get it imported from Earth.
Right when Willie and Jupiter decided to leave, a young Fusterlokian entered the inn and headed right towards where they were sitting. He came to their table and sat down.
‘Jupiter… How are you?’ the new entrant spoke as if he was on drugs.
‘Fine’ said Jupiter trying to imitate his style of speaking.
‘You know what! Today I had the most disgusting drink ever invented by my mother. My eyes came out and I went mum after drinking it. I couldn’t speak a word. I thought I was on Ulterlok. She thought I had gone mad - why wasn’t I speaking?’
‘My brain cells are dead drunk with that strange invention and they wouldn’t tell me what to talk about. I think I am not in a good mood today’ added the new guy.
He was Gingerene’s only son, Gingerone. He was one of the co-inventors of Jupiter. The other co-inventor was Gingertel, Gingerone’s father.
The father of Gingerene’s great-great-grandmother did invent a fabulous drink which energized people. It was an instant hit with the people of Fusterlok. Zooldruad was just perfect, and no one ever even thought of improving it.
This was so only until Gingerene grew young. She thought she had a knack of mixing just the right chemicals in just the right amount to prepare just the perfect drink. However she always ended up mixing the wrong chemicals in weird proportions to make the super weird drink. And every time poor Gingertel had to bear with her experiments; Gingerene always asked him to have the first sip. One day she got over ambitious to invent the greatest drink ever and instead invented the most lethal drink ever. Gingertel tried it first and went mum like a stone. Since then he hadn’t spoken a word, and Gingerene was on a never-ending quest to improve the invention.
‘You look absolutely fine to me’ said Willie.
‘No I am not’ depressingly said Gingerone.
Unlike Fusterlokians Gingerone was quite quiet. He had been the subject of so many experiments of his mother that he had become subdued by Fusterlok’s standards.
‘Does your mother keep doing this to you every time she invents some new version of Zooldruad?’ asked Willie out of curiosity.
‘Yes’
Gingerone was feeling so downcast that he hadn’t noticed Willie by then.
Willie just remembered what he was thinking initially.
He turned to Jupiter and asked him.
‘Who asked you to bring me here to this green land full of crazy robots?’
Jupiter stood silent.
‘Alright… to this land of one crazy robot’
Jupiter still stood silent
‘ALRIGHT… to this land of one robot only’
Jupiter gave a cunning smile and pointed towards Gingerone.
Gingerone had fainted by then. His mother’s newest invention was too hard on him.
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After thinking about it for sometime he forgot what he was actually thinking about. He was now thinking about what it was that he was thinking about. After some more time he stopped thinking altogether.
He took one sip of Zooldruad. It tasted like vodka. He wondered if Gingerene had some arrangements to get it imported from Earth.
Right when Willie and Jupiter decided to leave, a young Fusterlokian entered the inn and headed right towards where they were sitting. He came to their table and sat down.
‘Jupiter… How are you?’ the new entrant spoke as if he was on drugs.
‘Fine’ said Jupiter trying to imitate his style of speaking.
‘You know what! Today I had the most disgusting drink ever invented by my mother. My eyes came out and I went mum after drinking it. I couldn’t speak a word. I thought I was on Ulterlok. She thought I had gone mad - why wasn’t I speaking?’
‘My brain cells are dead drunk with that strange invention and they wouldn’t tell me what to talk about. I think I am not in a good mood today’ added the new guy.
He was Gingerene’s only son, Gingerone. He was one of the co-inventors of Jupiter. The other co-inventor was Gingertel, Gingerone’s father.
The father of Gingerene’s great-great-grandmother did invent a fabulous drink which energized people. It was an instant hit with the people of Fusterlok. Zooldruad was just perfect, and no one ever even thought of improving it.
This was so only until Gingerene grew young. She thought she had a knack of mixing just the right chemicals in just the right amount to prepare just the perfect drink. However she always ended up mixing the wrong chemicals in weird proportions to make the super weird drink. And every time poor Gingertel had to bear with her experiments; Gingerene always asked him to have the first sip. One day she got over ambitious to invent the greatest drink ever and instead invented the most lethal drink ever. Gingertel tried it first and went mum like a stone. Since then he hadn’t spoken a word, and Gingerene was on a never-ending quest to improve the invention.
‘You look absolutely fine to me’ said Willie.
‘No I am not’ depressingly said Gingerone.
Unlike Fusterlokians Gingerone was quite quiet. He had been the subject of so many experiments of his mother that he had become subdued by Fusterlok’s standards.
‘Does your mother keep doing this to you every time she invents some new version of Zooldruad?’ asked Willie out of curiosity.
‘Yes’
Gingerone was feeling so downcast that he hadn’t noticed Willie by then.
Willie just remembered what he was thinking initially.
He turned to Jupiter and asked him.
‘Who asked you to bring me here to this green land full of crazy robots?’
Jupiter stood silent.
‘Alright… to this land of one crazy robot’
Jupiter still stood silent
‘ALRIGHT… to this land of one robot only’
Jupiter gave a cunning smile and pointed towards Gingerone.
Gingerone had fainted by then. His mother’s newest invention was too hard on him.
© 2007 Ankur Shanker
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2 comments:
Vichitra...where is he?
Kapil G
He will be back!
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