http://kirandet.sulekha.com/bl... From Nerd to Stud to Dud - EYC74 Sep 10 2009  | Views 255 |  Comments  (32) Tags: short story fiction eyc74 yahooBuzzArticleHeadline = "From Nerd to Stud to Dud - EYC74";yahooBuzzArticleSummary = "From Nerd to Stud to Dud - EYC74";yahooBuzzArticleCategory = "Short Story"; yahooBuzzArticleType = "text";yahooBuzzArticleId = window.location.href;window.location.hrefBuzz up!  var sTitle="From Nerd to Stud to Dud - EYC74"; SHARETHIS.addEntry({ title:sTitle, summary:sTitle, icon: 'http://www.sulekha.com/common/... }, {button:true} ); ShareThis “Dear Neha How are you? Hope you and your family are in good health and spirits. My work is fine, although of lately I have been feeling a bit low, I mean from childhood our parents emphasized education and I followed their advice blindly but now I am not so sure. Today I am at a stage where I have a great job with generous pay but I lack the social skills. At work other departments are always out having fun while the IT Department is all busy with our programming and data testing. I am tired of being called a nerd. I want a change, change in outlook, change in my personality and looks.   Next week our Head of IT is retiring, Paul and I are both candidates for this job but we all know that I will get the job since I am better qualified than him. I just wish I could live on the wild side.   Sorry to have burdened you with my sorrows but I wanted to talk to someone.   Your Brother   Markand Tyagi (MT)”   MT “ Neha I apologize for this snafu, I meant to send the email to my sister Neha but somehow it ended up going to you – Neha in Marketing”   Neha “That is ok Markand, I read that email and I do feel sorry for you. You are a very nice and sensitive guy, any woman would be lucky to have you”   MT “You are just saying that to make me feel good”   Neha “No I mean it, you just….just have to market yourself”   MT “I don’t know how to”   Neha “Ok Look I am in Marketing, we can market junk as gold, you are gold so with some outward changes you will be popular in no time”   MT “I am not sure if I can do that, what do I do?”   Neha “First of all you need to follow my advice well WITHOUT getting offended, is that a promise?”   MT “Yes”   Neha “Ok then, you need to change your wardrobe first, these clothes…I mean they would drive anyone away from you, lose the glasses and get contact lens, get a new hairstyle. Style is the name of the game here, wear sunglasses while you drive and for God’s sake get rid of that old junk that you drive, when was it made in the 1950’s?”   MT “Actually my Toyota Camry was built in 1984, it has a dual engine”   Neha “There are some people who were born then who have died and you are clinging on to that car? Get a new flashy car, a convertible preferably”   MT “Actually I don’t like to haggle over prices”   Neha “Ok Fine. I will buy a sports car for you”   In a few days time MT starts looking pretty stylish, he wears tight clothes with cool colors, he has a new trendy hair style and has lost his thick glasses. All this is working on his psyche and he feels confident. He is eagerly waiting for his new car, Neha called him to say she will drop the car off this evening.   Neha “Ok This is it, The Audi TT convertible. Now your transformation is almost complete, tomorrow drive this with the top down and go on an adventure, listen to your inner voice, forget about your worries and work, just ride this like you are 007 going on a mission”   MT “Should I familiarize myself with this car?”   Neha “NO!! The old boring Markand would do this. The cool new MT would just sit in it and listen to his wild side and go on an adventure”   The next day MT couldn’t help but check the weather to see if it is raining, fortunately it was a warm sunny day, with much fear he sits in his car and loves the feel of the car, the new car smell all his hormones going. He starts the car and the Turbo engine roars and that makes MT feel in control. He zooms out of the parking lot in his apartment and puts on cool shades. Like Neha mentioned he hears a voice, a sweet one too and he follows that. The voice is leading him away from work but he does not care. He looks at the traffic on the other side and snickers “The Old Markand would be stuck in that traffic in his old Toyota”, he speeds off away from the hustle and bustle of the city and follows the inner voice.   Soon he is miles away from the concrete jungle, gentle breeze is blowing and he puts on the radio station that plays Heavy Metal Bands, no more classical music for him. Suddenly he feels as if he has arrived somewhere, the destination is a bit of a letdown for him, it is in the middle of nowhere and there are hundreds of cars lined up.   CEO “Congratulations Paul, you are the new Head of IT Department, that MT did not even show up for the interview”   A bit later Paul “Neha thanks for all your help in keeping MT away on this day, I can’t believe you were able to convince him to go on an adventure while the most important promotion interview awaited him”   Neha “It was easy, I told him to listen to the voice – The voice of Satellite Navigation system in his new car. The Car Dealer’s address was programmed in the car and it took him back to the dealer who I made sure way miles away from this city”   Paul “Thanks again”   Neha “Well you helped me too, you snooped in his email and forwarded me the email to his sister. Besides no need to thank me, I did my part of the deal now it is your turn. Since you are the head of IT you can turn a blind eye to my internet usage at work and not report my activities to management, now I can blog all I want” © KiranDet., all rights reserved. Last edited: 25-Sep-09 10:05 AM