Off lately i devoted my procrastinated time for some script writing for a skit that was supposed to be the part of the on going new year celebration at my office. i have no idea what made take up the task and what the organizers were thinking when they gave it to me. They wanted a Court scene, not the ‘barrister kind’ of court but with king and queen and having some technical dialogs added to it to make it funny. Did they say ‘funny’. Right they have no idea that they just did.

So i finally got down to write. I complete the Initial scene and then i start writing

in a kingdom far far away called Bhool Bhulayya (i know thats a shitty name but i was more bend on having a script than names), there lived a king called Windows 3.1 and queen Linux (so now its technical too)
King (looks at a confused queen ) : dear why do u look like Brad Pitt who just saw Rakhi Sawant in his room
Queen (puzzled) : What?
King : He left the booty for the boobs and now he is seeing an all in one package and is confused.

At this point all writing stopped. I was thinking, if i have to have a decent script i shouldn’t be at least half myself. It shouldn’t contain profanity, more over it should have jokes that people can understand. The Brad Pitt – Rakhi Sawant joke only 2 out of 4 people laughed and 2 asked what does it men. But the 2 did laughed, that does matter. What can i say – Birds of the same feather flock together…

With the absence of a real story my script was not going any where. Then it stuck me, the best comedy is Life. I will write about the incidences that lead to the writing of a script by ME. Cool!!! Thats it.

So wait for the insainly absurd script that is now going to be staged