Fasting for a good cause..!
Robert Clements
Tuesday, December 20, 2011 - With Anna going on fast every now and then, and being joined by many sympathetic millions, diet companies, gymnasiums and surgeons who suck out excess fat with scalpel, surgical machines and diet plans, are now getting scared of running out of business: “Why spend on surgery,” said a society lady as she got ready to join a trial fast along with her kitty party members on the terrace of her building. “Ma’am, will you also be fasting unto death?” “It may seem like that,” sighed the lady, “But I will be fasting till I lose five kilos and Mrs Kapoor here till she throws off at least three kg!” “I hope Anna doesn’t call off his fast till I lose all three kilos,” sighed Mrs Kapoor as the other ladies in the kitty party nodded their heads sympathetically.
A little farther, a group of young girls were busy eating ice-cream, piled with scoops of chocolate, “We are going to eat like crazy this week,” squealed the fattest of the girls, “And will shed all these calories at the fast!”
“We are only hoping the Congress doesn’t suddenly relent and pass the Lok Pal bill in the way Anna wants!” said another girl as the table went into depressed silence. “That would be terrible,” said a girl with a T-shirt bursting at the seams. “Don’t be so pessimistic!” said another in the gang as she scooped out a chunk of chocolate, “Let us eat and drink, for tomorrow we fast!”
A surgeon, normally never available, was playing squash at his club. “Doctor isn’t it time to go to your clinic?” asked the poor attendant as he watched the medico smashing the ball against the wall violently. “I have no surgery today, tomorrow or the day after,” said the surgeon angrily, “No liposuction, no fat scooping, no tummy tucks, nothing at all!” “So you will be coming here then everyday doctor?” asked the gym attendant despairingly.Fasting for a good cause. “Yes,” I might as well lose some weight now that I have the time!” “But why don’t you just join your patients at the Anna fast!” said the attendant, “That way you lose weight and you can support a good cause!” “Never!” said the doctor vehemently. “Why?” asked the attendant. “You want me to sit with my competition?” asked the surgeon as the ball smashed the wall and then smashed back at the attendant who fell down wondering why he had to have the brunt of Anna’s fast.
And thus in a million different ways the whole country invests into the fast, all wanting to root out corruption, corrupt tummies, corrupt posteriors, corrupt thighs and corrupt flab. “Fast unto death!” says Anna.
“We are fasting for a good cause!” whispers Mrs Kapoor to herself as she joins her friends loudly in singing a fasting bhajan in preparation for the weighty days ahead.
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A little farther, a group of young girls were busy eating ice-cream, piled with scoops of chocolate, “We are going to eat like crazy this week,” squealed the fattest of the girls, “And will shed all these calories at the fast!”
“We are only hoping the Congress doesn’t suddenly relent and pass the Lok Pal bill in the way Anna wants!” said another girl as the table went into depressed silence. “That would be terrible,” said a girl with a T-shirt bursting at the seams. “Don’t be so pessimistic!” said another in the gang as she scooped out a chunk of chocolate, “Let us eat and drink, for tomorrow we fast!”
A surgeon, normally never available, was playing squash at his club. “Doctor isn’t it time to go to your clinic?” asked the poor attendant as he watched the medico smashing the ball against the wall violently. “I have no surgery today, tomorrow or the day after,” said the surgeon angrily, “No liposuction, no fat scooping, no tummy tucks, nothing at all!” “So you will be coming here then everyday doctor?” asked the gym attendant despairingly.Fasting for a good cause. “Yes,” I might as well lose some weight now that I have the time!” “But why don’t you just join your patients at the Anna fast!” said the attendant, “That way you lose weight and you can support a good cause!” “Never!” said the doctor vehemently. “Why?” asked the attendant. “You want me to sit with my competition?” asked the surgeon as the ball smashed the wall and then smashed back at the attendant who fell down wondering why he had to have the brunt of Anna’s fast.
And thus in a million different ways the whole country invests into the fast, all wanting to root out corruption, corrupt tummies, corrupt posteriors, corrupt thighs and corrupt flab. “Fast unto death!” says Anna.
“We are fasting for a good cause!” whispers Mrs Kapoor to herself as she joins her friends loudly in singing a fasting bhajan in preparation for the weighty days ahead.
—Email:bobsbanter@gmail.com
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