It’s becoming clearer by the day that newly-wed Alankari from the East has rekindled Pile-on's fire. After claiming to be a sanyasi, who renounced worldly pleasures, Pile-on has become like Vishwamitra, whose tapas was broken by Menaka. The only difference being, this Menaka did not have to dance before Sardar Vishwamitra. She only had to stare at him.
What he finds in her, still intrigues me but there is no doubt Vishwamitra has been smitten.
Gone are the days when truck driver numbers on his juke box gave no respite to people with a better taste and headache to everyone. The songs now we hear are those coochi-cooing love numbers: Mera dil itna pagal hai, Mana hai tu bahad hase... The songs however seem to be lost on her.
And it doesn't end here: She has become the star Alankari for the premier page. But despite best attempts, Alankari is unable to come up with any imaginative graphs as she has not started accessing foreign newspapers for 'inspiration'. Morality has another problem with her: She takes several hours to make a chart.
Pile-on must be left wondering, 'O, why did she not come here a little early? I could have then recommended a double promotion and hike of Rs 25,000 for her'.
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