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Thursday, March 17, 2005

Company culturals

We are having an annual event in my company, which for the want of anything better I call " company culturals". Actually that is precisely what it is. A number of people reacted with surprise when it came up in the conv. My sister did not quite say "What the fuck?", but that is because she does not use that sort of language. " Culturals!! what is this a school or college?!". That was my brother.

One friend could not control his mirth when I told him about it. Apparently he could not control it even afterwards. He sent me an SMS a minute later that went "hohoho....company culturals....hehehe..." followed by another that went "hoohoohoohoo..." two minutes later and another one that went "hehehehe..." a minute later. Is it really that unusual or strange for any corporate entity to do something like this? Probably yes, this is the first time I have heard of anything like this too.

Anyway, it is all quite fime by me. I think it is a great idea even. There is much "performing arts" talent in the company. The problem however is that they are trying to force me to be part of it. HR informed me that I would doing the part of a patient in a skit and asked me to report for rehearsals on a Saturday morning. The phone was disconnected before I could protest. I went because I was a little bit curious (and also because I had actually woken up as early as 10 a. m). Who would not be, when told that they could be a part of a play called "jigu jigu bootham" (in tamil obviously).

The talented young playwright, who has honed his playwrighting skills in one of the city's more disreputable colleges, has envisaged the whole the thing a series of PJs that lasts about half hour. I have some pretty unbelievable lines as the patient. Sample this, patient has cuts and gashes in her mouth.
Doc: What did you eat?
Pat: A bottle of jam.
Doc: Why would that cause any cuts?
Pat: I was so hungry after a two day fast, I ate the bottle too.
Pat: My son swallowed a whole bunch of coins how can I get it out?
Doc: Swipe an ATM card on his tongue and it should come out.
Believe me, it is not like the humour was lost in translation!! Clearly, this is not the sort of thing to spring on a neophyte actor.

It does not look too great as it is right now but I did find something quite funny. The "asst director" was trying hard to fix the sense of logic in a scene involving a "bootham" and a bottle eating woman with a coin eating son!! Now, that was hilarious!!

2 Comments:

At 2:57 AM, Blogger Vinod said...

Can we come watch? :)

 
At 3:10 AM, Blogger Meera said...

I suppose that there is nothing more pleasurable than watching the
humiliation and downfall of a friend. But, NO!!

 

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