Posted by: Poonte October 20, 2008
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Kathaa-kathit PBBB Syndrome ko upachaaraartha "Geeta paath garne" Shree Daaktar Birkhulogy Ugrabaadi, MBBS (Manpari Bhandine Bokso Saitaan) kaa sujaav bamojim, yo rogi Poontendra Pyaara le Geeta paath baata sikeko kehi amsha haru yehan prashtut garna chaahanchhu, Mahan Chautarians, jo hukum!
Birkhendra said: To him thus overcome with pity, desponding with tearful troubled eyes, these words speaketh Birkhendra's soul :-
1. Whence one notices an older person at this crisis (e.g. PBBB), O Lord, I have come unto thee this dejection, feelings suited to rakshashyas, saitaanas, pretas...advise me, O Lord, I made fun of a dear friend suffering from PBBB.
2. The Lord replied: O Partha, yield not to jealousy. That does not befit thee. Stand up, shake your butts and shake off paltry faint-heartedness, O dismayer of foes, become like him, thence thou shalt come closer to Me.
3. To which Birkhendra replied defiantly: But, O Lord, Poonte is old, Poonte is bald, Poonte denies oldage, and Poonte thinks of VS models when he hears such pure and devine words such as "Pujaa" and "Archanaa".
4. The Lord did "khit khit khit" silently and advised the suffered soul: He who is the Ancient is the All-Ruler; He who is bald shines as the sun beyond darkness (tamaso maa jyotirgamaya); He who defies th misgivings of becoming old, is happy and courageous. He who lusts fulfills nature's devine design, for you, the despondent, must also dream when hearing "Puja" and "Archana", and must indulge in sweetened thoughts when doing "Prarthanaa", and whence thou not, thou becometh less human, thou becommeth attracted to similar sex kinds, and thou shalt have moveth to California, where men marry men. O, how dispeakable sin!
(The Brahma now becommeth angry, to which Birkhendra was silently stunned)
5. The Lord continued: To have to suffer after fun is a natural part of living, O unknownenth, the one who does not know; to suffer from tanak tanak may be irritable, but that signifies fulfillment, to haveth indulged in juwaa is also the Lord's game, for My other partner in global design, the almighty destroyer, the messenger of the end, Lord Maheshwara indulged too in such practices. And my friend Maheshwara says, screw those who refrain from rakshi, juwaa and mahilaa.
6. Finally, the still stunned Birkhendra, now beginning to regret, softly questioned :- But then again, O Lord, Poontendra suffers. Tanak tanak he does not like. Empty pockets, bequesthed of cash he hates...
7. The Lord quickly interrupts: O, aagyaani manushyaha Birkhendra! Stop! I command you to halteth! Poontendra suffering from PBBB is nothing but a natural course of life, creation so beautiful! He fulfilled! You do the same, if you dare, you coward! You folow his path, and yo shall be redeemed! Poontendra is my man! you becometh his deciple suppiant at his feet! Get instructions from him! Overcome thy evil thoughts, of narrowness, and become a youth like Poontendra. Damn it!
On his way back down to earth, with a great awakening, The Lord stopped Bikhendra for the final time and handed a pouch to Birkhendra and said :- Giveth thizs to your friend whom I shall pay a visit soon, for I have happy with him. The Lord asketh Birkhendra to advise Poontendra to take two pills in the pouch with water every 4 hours. TYLENOL, the prasaada from The Lord!
Yadaa Yadaa Hi Dharmasya Glaanirbhawati Bhaarata
AbhyuthanamaDharmasya Tadatmaanam Srijaamyaham!
AbhyuthanamaDharmasya Tadatmaanam Srijaamyaham!
Chapter VIII
The Redeeming Brahma
The Redeeming Brahma
Birkhendra said: To him thus overcome with pity, desponding with tearful troubled eyes, these words speaketh Birkhendra's soul :-
1. Whence one notices an older person at this crisis (e.g. PBBB), O Lord, I have come unto thee this dejection, feelings suited to rakshashyas, saitaanas, pretas...advise me, O Lord, I made fun of a dear friend suffering from PBBB.
2. The Lord replied: O Partha, yield not to jealousy. That does not befit thee. Stand up, shake your butts and shake off paltry faint-heartedness, O dismayer of foes, become like him, thence thou shalt come closer to Me.
3. To which Birkhendra replied defiantly: But, O Lord, Poonte is old, Poonte is bald, Poonte denies oldage, and Poonte thinks of VS models when he hears such pure and devine words such as "Pujaa" and "Archanaa".
4. The Lord did "khit khit khit" silently and advised the suffered soul: He who is the Ancient is the All-Ruler; He who is bald shines as the sun beyond darkness (tamaso maa jyotirgamaya); He who defies th misgivings of becoming old, is happy and courageous. He who lusts fulfills nature's devine design, for you, the despondent, must also dream when hearing "Puja" and "Archana", and must indulge in sweetened thoughts when doing "Prarthanaa", and whence thou not, thou becometh less human, thou becommeth attracted to similar sex kinds, and thou shalt have moveth to California, where men marry men. O, how dispeakable sin!
(The Brahma now becommeth angry, to which Birkhendra was silently stunned)
5. The Lord continued: To have to suffer after fun is a natural part of living, O unknownenth, the one who does not know; to suffer from tanak tanak may be irritable, but that signifies fulfillment, to haveth indulged in juwaa is also the Lord's game, for My other partner in global design, the almighty destroyer, the messenger of the end, Lord Maheshwara indulged too in such practices. And my friend Maheshwara says, screw those who refrain from rakshi, juwaa and mahilaa.
6. Finally, the still stunned Birkhendra, now beginning to regret, softly questioned :- But then again, O Lord, Poontendra suffers. Tanak tanak he does not like. Empty pockets, bequesthed of cash he hates...
7. The Lord quickly interrupts: O, aagyaani manushyaha Birkhendra! Stop! I command you to halteth! Poontendra suffering from PBBB is nothing but a natural course of life, creation so beautiful! He fulfilled! You do the same, if you dare, you coward! You folow his path, and yo shall be redeemed! Poontendra is my man! you becometh his deciple suppiant at his feet! Get instructions from him! Overcome thy evil thoughts, of narrowness, and become a youth like Poontendra. Damn it!
On his way back down to earth, with a great awakening, The Lord stopped Bikhendra for the final time and handed a pouch to Birkhendra and said :- Giveth thizs to your friend whom I shall pay a visit soon, for I have happy with him. The Lord asketh Birkhendra to advise Poontendra to take two pills in the pouch with water every 4 hours. TYLENOL, the prasaada from The Lord!