A recent news report announced the finding of the heir of the current SAi Baba. Allow me to give you some background information, as I am personally acquainted with the person in question. For sake of privacy and to prevent one billion hindus losing their faith, I have decided to change names and purposely supress facts and incidents, to protect the weak minded from the true horror of this greusome episode.
The person in question was an extremely close friend of mine. We were in the same class for about ten years, and we were considered the Einsteins of the school. Together, we won National level quizes and debates, pretty much flattening any opposition. We filled up half of the trophy room ourselves.
A bit of background info on this character. Besides me, he Is the most evil person I know (which is a bit of an oxymoron, as no one knows me, not even myself). he was brilliant at pretty much everything he did. He was a hardcore communist, and had a healthy loathing for religion and a proper aversion towards authority figures. He was a hardcore heavy metal fan, an an indiscriminate womanizer. Anyway, back to our story.
This chap secured prety good marks, and for some unfathomable reason, his mother decided to send him to the Sai Baba college at Puttaparthi. Six months into my 11th standard, I came accross this dude near his grandparents place. I hardly recognized him as he was in a lungi, and had shaved his head leaving only a small ponytail. The minute I sang out his name, he turned around and let out a stream of the choicest explicatives I have ever heard. I would have taped it to show to less enlightened souls, if I had not been reeling under the impact of the seventh word, which, in conjunction with the third, had left me gasping. That was the last I heard of him for a year and a half. A few days back, I read an article, the gist of which I will put down here.
One night, when Sai Baba was meditating, god came to him in a vision and told him that his heir had arrived in Puttaparthi and that a sign would soon proclaim his identity. Whoever could pull a sword from a stone (is it just me or does this sound familiar) would be the next Sai Baba. Immediately, the test was set up, and all were free to try. Through a series of unfathomable, embarassing, smelly and completely unforseeable circumstances, involving some PARTICULARLY bad wind, a cigarette lighter and one demented idiot, the chap blasted the stone to pieces. He was hailed as the next Savior of Mankind.
Protesting voiciferously, he was draped in orange robes, smeared with sandal and made to wear wooden shoes. Completely against his will, a number of golden lingams were inserted in his stomach. He was then made to use SAI BABA'S MIRACLE HAIR GROWTH FORMULA (TM), so that his hair would become big and frizzy. When they realized what a plague upon humanity he really was, he was subjected to Electro Shock treatment to make him kind and gentle. My sister was roped in as a specialist in this field. She still gets the glint in her eyes when we speak of this episode.
The latest news I have heard of him indicates that he has been sent to the himalayas to meditate for seven years. Upon his return, he will take up his new job (talk about campus placement). In case his does happen, the world will be a much better place, with this megalomaniacal warlord seeking world domination. Communism will spread (and gonorrhoea), and all of us will have to do atleast one bad deed a day.
One last note. The real heir was arrested for drunk driving, spent time in rehab, and is now working the night shift in a call center in Chennai, where he spends the days drinking, womanmizing and watching Popeye and Sex and The City. Look what a huge effect a putrid limburger and adultrated Laxatives had on the future of humanity.
The person in question was an extremely close friend of mine. We were in the same class for about ten years, and we were considered the Einsteins of the school. Together, we won National level quizes and debates, pretty much flattening any opposition. We filled up half of the trophy room ourselves.
A bit of background info on this character. Besides me, he Is the most evil person I know (which is a bit of an oxymoron, as no one knows me, not even myself). he was brilliant at pretty much everything he did. He was a hardcore communist, and had a healthy loathing for religion and a proper aversion towards authority figures. He was a hardcore heavy metal fan, an an indiscriminate womanizer. Anyway, back to our story.
This chap secured prety good marks, and for some unfathomable reason, his mother decided to send him to the Sai Baba college at Puttaparthi. Six months into my 11th standard, I came accross this dude near his grandparents place. I hardly recognized him as he was in a lungi, and had shaved his head leaving only a small ponytail. The minute I sang out his name, he turned around and let out a stream of the choicest explicatives I have ever heard. I would have taped it to show to less enlightened souls, if I had not been reeling under the impact of the seventh word, which, in conjunction with the third, had left me gasping. That was the last I heard of him for a year and a half. A few days back, I read an article, the gist of which I will put down here.
One night, when Sai Baba was meditating, god came to him in a vision and told him that his heir had arrived in Puttaparthi and that a sign would soon proclaim his identity. Whoever could pull a sword from a stone (is it just me or does this sound familiar) would be the next Sai Baba. Immediately, the test was set up, and all were free to try. Through a series of unfathomable, embarassing, smelly and completely unforseeable circumstances, involving some PARTICULARLY bad wind, a cigarette lighter and one demented idiot, the chap blasted the stone to pieces. He was hailed as the next Savior of Mankind.
Protesting voiciferously, he was draped in orange robes, smeared with sandal and made to wear wooden shoes. Completely against his will, a number of golden lingams were inserted in his stomach. He was then made to use SAI BABA'S MIRACLE HAIR GROWTH FORMULA (TM), so that his hair would become big and frizzy. When they realized what a plague upon humanity he really was, he was subjected to Electro Shock treatment to make him kind and gentle. My sister was roped in as a specialist in this field. She still gets the glint in her eyes when we speak of this episode.
The latest news I have heard of him indicates that he has been sent to the himalayas to meditate for seven years. Upon his return, he will take up his new job (talk about campus placement). In case his does happen, the world will be a much better place, with this megalomaniacal warlord seeking world domination. Communism will spread (and gonorrhoea), and all of us will have to do atleast one bad deed a day.
One last note. The real heir was arrested for drunk driving, spent time in rehab, and is now working the night shift in a call center in Chennai, where he spends the days drinking, womanmizing and watching Popeye and Sex and The City. Look what a huge effect a putrid limburger and adultrated Laxatives had on the future of humanity.
