"It’s quiet usual for such a kind of boy . Whenever he goes out, he misses planes, trains ,belongings .” my dad spoke to himself with a great annoyance . Though my uncle was then nearly forty ,he was still a young boy to his elder brother . We were just waiting eagerly for our uncle, Ashoke’s arrival . He went to Bhopal for Some official meeting and was returning from there. My dad had been calling him by phone but did not get any reply . Finally we came to know when he himself called my dad, that he had missed his flight and had been standing in a queue in front of the booking counter trying for the next flight .
Next morning he returned . Sitting on the sofa, began panting and started gulping down extra glasses of lime water . Then he declared with great enthusiasm, ‘What a great incident happened there!’ ‘Losing of one flight fare was nothing in that case.’
Our inquisitive eyes were focused on him. We came to know from his elaborate description that uncle reached his hotel early to reach the airport before time but then the taxi he hired got stuck in a highway procession . There was huge traffic. All of a sudden, my uncle noticed that the chief minister of MP was in his car in disguise. His car was in a hand long distance beside the taxi. The CM was looked disturbed. My uncle the knocked at his car’s window pane, stretching his arm and asked in a humble voice ’Mukhya Mantriji ,is there any problem? May I help you? The CM became very astonished and exclaimed,” You have recognized me! Actually I am in a secret visit in a disguise, only with my personal driver to enquire about the political rally. But now, my old driver is not feeling well and he so can’t drive.’ Without wasting a moment my uncle came down from his taxi with his bag and drove the CM’s car to drop him to his house. On the way, he requested my uncle not to tell anybody about his secret expedition .After that my uncle could not disregard the CM’s kind greetings at his house having heavy refreshment at his huge dinning room. Finally when he reached the airport his plane had already flown away.’ All bogus ‘My dad said later . ’Perhaps Ashoke left his taxi because of any silly reason , heard a little about the CM’s presence in that rally and made up a story.
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The Great Story Maker
Short StoryThere are certain moments in our lives or certain people who are unforgettable and no matter how hard we try , we never succeed in erasing the marks they left behind. My Uncle, Ashoke, is such a character, who's humorous incidents forever remain in...
