Whirring fan staring. Leads to three “Gaanja Stories” from the past.
1. Copywriter colleague. Man of the hills, poet, quaffer of cheap libations. We come out of a restaurant in Mumbai at 4am, sozzled and smoked. On the road, a baby donkey. Being attacked by stray dogs. Old man of the verse decides to play hero. He throws stones at the dogs. Before I begin to applaud him, he’s bundled the baby donkey into the backseat of a cab. And put the not so baby donkey, namely me, in front with an equally incredulous cab driver. Next I know, baby donkey and I are at the Mumbai animal hospital for treatment (only the former). I reach home smelling of pot, vodka and ass piss excrement, and nearly get disinherited by mom.
2. Same old man from the mountains and I (slow learner, ain’t I?) Going back home after smoking at another colleague’s home. In a rickshaw. Puttering down the western express highway at 2am. Old man lights a joint. And is so out there, he also lights up a towel kept on the rickshaw railing by the rickshawallah to comfort his back. Towel catches fire. Both men at the back giggle like schoolgirls. Sanity then reigns. We’ve almost become rickshaw arsonists. Before the old man can pour his old monk into the flames, oh yes he nearly does, some bisleri water saves the day.
3. Four colleagues and I. In one lady colleague’s maruti zen car. Drunk and disheveled. Car ascends bridge. Gears get stuck on incline. Car stops. Car whines. Car refuses to start. Needs a push. The four sods get down to help our lady friend. And push and push and push. Car barely moves. We realize two of us gaanja banjos are pushing it in one direction and the other two are pushing it in the opposite direction. Idea strikes. We light two more joints and call for a tow truck. Lady colleague barely speaks to any of us for the rest of the month. She resigns the next month. We never ask the GM the reason for her sudden departure. But looks like GM wants to kill us for forcing his ace art director to leave in a haste.
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