Lord K stood hands-crossed, eyes-scrutinizing, (or was it eyes-crossed, hands-scrutinizing?) over the construction mess in Dwarka. Once this magnificent palace was built the rest would be easy. Where was he at this time last year he wondered to himself with a smile. His pager beeped.
Back in Hastinapur, the Pandavas were now back in control. With the evil Karuravas defeated and decimated, and their shared trophy wife's honour redeemed, all was where it should have always been. The mood was generally lax, almost to a point where the bloodshed they were so happy to leave behind 2 years ago would now be a welcome distraction from their everyday... from their everyday... from their every same day.... Arjuna sat around dreaming about a princess he'd met in Manipur a few years ago. Where was his bow and his quiver of arrows? Was he a warriror or a god-damn day dreamer? Ah yes, he remembered, Dr. Evil had it. Where was Dr. Evil these days? His pager beeped.
In fact at that moment Dr. Evil was hurling abuse and invective at Megatron who was tearing off the San Francisco Bay Bridge and hurling it at Absent who was in his spaceship zooming over Dr. Evil and dropping neutron bombs everywhere. Their cell phones went off at the same moment.
All of them had the same message from Gonzo Garbanzo.
Sunday, Jan 13th
Lounge Piranha LIVE and raucous
at Maya (3rd Floor, Bombay Store bldg, MG road)
It's back to roots and time to regroup! Happy New Year Fools!
... and www.loungepiranha.com for one cup sykosis...
... and www.myspace.com/loungepiranhamusic for one plate music
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