In response to the rechristening request The Lord, in his beatific brilliance, intoned….in what turned out to be a cosmic version of the famed “Deal or No Deal” game…. “Do you definitely want to rechristen to the new name you have chosen (Wail Murugun), or can I, in my infinite wisdom, offer you the name hidden behind door 3.”
The care-takers obviously had no idea of what lay in store for them behind “door 3”. It was “Wail Murugun” vs. unanticipated nothingness. They twiddled their thumbs and pondered….
Meanwhile, working in a sweatshop, where the codebase for this game was being managed( post being outsourced, to where else, but in our very namma Bangalore…or as the Lord would put it, it had been bangalored…a term he had liberally borrowed from Obama)….gave us surreptitious access to what was stored behind “door 3”.
In that huge 20*30 room, lay a mahogany table at the center, which had a 3M sticky at the center, which had been neatly folded at the center, and at the center of which was a name scribbled in neat unmistakable bold letters.
BURPY LAHIRI.
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