(July 07, 10pm)

DUKE'S DEVILRY

Season I, Webisode III

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This Webplay is a work of fiction; any resemblance to anybody dead or alive is co-incidental, and is deeply regretted!

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Convinced that the sexual jokes could neither imperil us nor distract us, the Evil Duke looks for other options.. he turns meaner..... and he schemes relentlessly with the bandit..

Thinking of ways to sully our names.... and malign *CJ...

seemingly his only purpose in life..

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Money is foremost expedient to arising envy, the Duke (Below left) knew that well... So he gets the bandit to leak our pay packages at once..to reporters..to accountants..to ad guys... everybody..

And that was brilliant ploy.. people's disposition to us changes almost instantly.. our credentials are questioned.... we are pet named "A*J cry-babies" ... we are called mama's boys.. and all this, relentlessly... acrimoniously.....

The Evil Duke himself had the audacity to tell us repeatedly that we were earning our butter rather than bread...

In fact the other day, when i got my first pay letter, he tells me disdainfully "Eh..look.. ur butter has come!"

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Assured that the initial bonhomie in office is replaced by injected envy, the Duke tries ploy 2.. the editorial gets a make-over..

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Welcome to the Duke's new fish market... this crappy fellow starts encouraging office rowdies to gang up in the editorial ... and do as much "hulla tamasha" as they desired...

pagination people... teleprinter people.. electricians.. generator persons... canteen persons... and who not.. every dam person was influenced by the duke to push in a chair and talk relentlessly inside that 10 by 10 chamber..

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Just imagine the situation... some 14-15 chairs inside it.. and all rowdies grouping up together against us.. there wouldnt be space to move.. and we wouldnt be able to concentrate at all.. specially when all that Kannada talk was very much directed in our ridicule..

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Okay i dont understand Kannada.. but if the word *CJ crops up every second minute.. followed by phrases like "just a certificate".... "all pomp".... "braggarts on holiday",... "well-off rowdies"... and supported by immediate jeers and catcalls... then i obviously dnt need an Einstien's brain to find out what they meant...

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Ms Opressed would feel so uncomfortable, that she'd walk out and kill time elsewhere.. hoping they would be gone...

while on the one hand he wouldnt let us work, on the other, when we'd leave cabin helplessly, he would prompt people to comment "hi fi stuff.." "break ke baad" and thousand other shit..

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So one fine evening we give them a piece of our mind... and tell them they aint welcome.. no direct talk...but definite and disagreeable indications..

I now realise we had only walked the trap..thats exactly what the duke wanted..to prove to people we were haughty..

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And the funniest thing was Ms O or Mr A will never be the lone players.. he'd use everything en bloc and lampoon *CJ as community...

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If i were haughty, all *CJians were haughty...

If i were indisciplined, all *CJians were indisciplined...

If I were fraud, all *CJians were fraud..

If i were wearing pink speedo (i swear i do not), all *CJians were wearing pink speedo...

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Gawd.... im telling you, he's the only one in his lot!

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Anyway.. after we made our disapproval apparent.. he went around telling people, the two marauders from Nazi school are so class conscious that they dont allow others to even enter the editorial...

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They treat people from other departments with contempt... belittle them... make fun of their clothes.. and sneer at their middle income etiquette..

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"Thakta nahi tu?" sometimes I felt like asking him..

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Anyway...having won us many adversaries, the Duke now goes "fulltoosh" abusive...

He calls us the other day, and shows this group photo from Facebook..or may be the desktop... and pointing to this girl, asks us if we knew her..

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And then explains how she had been a bad addict..had to be taken for rehabilitation umpteen times... still not cured...

How her upbriging, a rich upbringing, was responsible for it all...and then of-course the rich daddy and their spoilt children narratives.. which i really do not have either time or the energy to reproduce..

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And then all at once he explodes laughing...

That crazy vibrator one..

We ask him flummoxed,

"why whats wrong?"

"No, nothing"...

"She aint addict"

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"Then why tell us she an addict?"

Ghheghee gheh hee heh heh..ghegh gheh ..ghe ghe gheh..

"Because she's also from *CJ..."

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Ghheghee gheh hee heh heh..ghegh gheh ..ghe ghe gheh..

your senior.. 2009 batch...

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Ghheghee gheh hee heh heh..ghegh gheh ..

"Used to be under me in Bangalore.. before I arrived here.."

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Ghheghee gheh hee heh heh..ghegh gheh ..ghe ghe gheh..

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Such has been his hatred for *CJ..

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