The Mad Meet

The Mad people got invited on a beach for their annual mad meet. There were excited to meet each other , ready to discuss, argue and find a way forward.

They spent thirty five hours one way and forty one on the other, some traveled extreme north to south, doing bharat darshan. From the cold of north to shorts on the beach.  The view from the terrace was amazing but same cannot be said about the food. There were discussions and no point arguments.There were nodding of heads wether in agreement and disagreement no one knows.

The shorter sessions and long breaks, no peace at the peaceful center. The beaches and songs, the carried forward discussions, the team of young with old.

Lets go ahead from one Mad year to the other. 

Ek pagal kavita

Bus yuhi likh dali,
samajhe ne ke liye dimaag na lagaye or line ke beech mein padhe


Door se dekha to laga ghar hai paas aakar dekha to Antharashtriyaa Hawaii adaa tha

Piya humne paani saada diya bill bisleri ka

Na dekhi shakal na aakal sirf dikhi safedi ki chamkar

Jaago pagal log jaago!!!!

Bheeje humne inko khat hazaar phir bhi  rakhi nahi inke laaj,

Humme dhokha diya to diya, ek aadhe piyakad ko bhi nahi choda

Jinko logon ne kaha shaktishali,  unki baana di inhone qwaali

Na aaya paisa na aaye shaan bus aaya to fir safedi ki chamkar

Hum ghoome galli galli inhone kiya bharat bhraman....

Bus kehno ko kuch bacha nahi.... or aap bhi kuch na kahe

Jo haale dil waahan hai waahi haale dil yaahan hai....

Mad House Series XV

Lucky Don with no Luck

Luck plays a major role in life and if you are in Mad House even the luck wouldn't favor you. The hard working , efficent Mr. P is a Don wearing black glasses.

This don is known for his witty comments, how can we forget he even remarked the judge " My pleas is falling on deaf ears"  (refer to Mad House Series III) . He is not god fearing, boss fearing or wife fearing but he is sister fearing.  He fears sisters who don't let him forget what he is drawing his salary for. He fears the sister's connections inside and outside jails. He fears the same connection of the Boss and sister.

No matter how many good deeds he does but unfortunately even the God is favoring his opponent, special connection. So one day early morning boss called him and said I have a good news, Mr. P thinking for sure that it wouldn't be salary hike or praise or the boss read his appreciation in the paper today. The Boss said the good news is there is a new complaint against you. Mr. P had forgot that now he is married and reaches late but other reach on time. From Mr. P to pope P would be easy transition for good habits.

Mr. P had not yet got over the shock that he spent his weekend for a consultation and his opponent a' DJ '  took what was suppose to fall in his lap. He spent on car fuel and Mr. DJ arranged for future car fuel. The fact being that Mr. P is known for sleeping in sessions but this news kept him awake for the rest one and half day.

The story of sadness didn't end here, Mr. P 's complaint was on the same day when the Boss had canceled his foreign trip and the opposite counsel went for a marriage. This couldnt have been more disastrous, the boss  thinking what is more grievous Mr. P running faster than him or he not running at all.

The boss called Mr. P and said Boss now don't sleep and become more capable. Mr. P replied I object My Lord I don't sleep anymore and have become efficient, if you disagree , call up my wife and ask.

Tiger and foxes

Hang people, put them in jail for using facebook. Lets go back to the primitive age, where we would neither have had options nor would have we used it. A person bluntly spoke through out his life you called him a tiger and now you have done a act of not less than foxes. He was known to work for his people, the same people and I mention a girl was picked at night to speak her mind. Not only this accidentally a mob got violent in a hospital, and just for your note a hospital is the same place where these people who were from the land of Tiger were getting treated.

Hang a terrorist because he killed innocent people. But what about those innocent people who have only seen bombings, rape by your army. Well its not worth spending a figures of crores on one person , yes I wish these crores could have been used earlier for the same people and the land this terrorist belonged to. So that next time they wouldn't pick up guns but a pen to write. But whats the point they will write and you will still put them behind the bars.

The Black Clouds and a White Revolution

There were black clouds over a house for some days, it was a tough period for the  people and their seniors. No one knew how they would survive. It was as if someone had robbed them of their life, there was water all around but not a single drop to drink.

All stood united, fought hard, struggled hard. It was a revolution in making, Mad people thought maybe after this we would drop the title of Mad. But does that happen? Is time that powerful to change the thinking, to change what has been happening over years. In this struggle we lost some people, good people. The question again comes what is more important money or Mad people.

They were together through all this, they forgot to celebrate their festivals. They all prayed for the best to happen even the atheist, people fasted, went to temple, mosques, gurudwaras just to learn that its not the work of their God. And what happens after a drought a white revolution.

The MAD House Series XIV

 The not MAD Person and the BOSS

This is a story of a person who was not MAD but wanted to be MAD. On an autumn morning just before the honorable court goes on leave walking towards  it he looked upto the sky and questioned God, " why hasn't you made me MAD". Except a few files in his hand and office he didnt had the madness in his life. Just when he entered the premises of the court he saw a big white car come, all zombies dressed in it sitting, it seemed they were not even breathing. A half of them looking out and the other half wanting to look out. The car was also carrying the BOSS, this person had heard of him alot. He again looked up the sky and asked why not me in the car, but trust those MAD people sitting in the car saying 'Why me in the Car?"


As the doors opened a half of them went left, a half right and some just disappeared behind the car. The two men with white colored hair following the BOSS with carts of bags and files. It seem to be a big day. The BOSS didnt wanted to waste any time of his life and had hence instructed all to go and attend hearings in different rooms, he said he was enough to handle one himself.

That day was a special day for that not MAD person, his matter was right after the BOSS, awestruck by his personality he sat and patiently observed the BOSS arguing. He looked up now towards the white ceiling of the big room and asked God to give him one opportunity to be MAD.  One the other hand the BOSS was handling everything  by himself and the two men with white colored hair were handling bags, they had a perfect understanding , one look from the Boss and they would start digging in the bags till they are sure everything is out, they never knew what he would ask for. Looking at the perfect coordination between the MAD people , the not MAD person was so impressed. He again asked God , what karma has he done?

The files and papers were so much that day that they were toppling out of Boss's hands. The chief in that room asked the Boss , "where are your juniors today Mr. Senior?". The BOSS running out of words and not wanting to disappoint the chief, kept his hand on the person sitting next to him, he said here is my junior. The not MAD person ran out of breathe was it true or was it a dream. Any how the matter got over and the other matters also got over. The not MAD person not wanting to leave this opportunity, took it as a sign from the God.

He ran out of that room taking a passover. Ran, ran and followed the Boss who was almost ready to sit in the white car while the men with white colored hair were loading bags. He said " Sir , I am honored to be your junior". The Boss looked at him from top to bottom and asked " Who are you mister?" . The not MAD person was shocked not believing his ears, he tried reminding the Boss what had just happened in the room upstairs. The Boss said " We are hard working people, passionate about our work, but we don't pay, if you are ready join tomorrow."

The not MAD person not able to digest and before he could say anything the White car left. He looked up at the sky and again said "Am I MAD or you ? "

MAD HOUSE and Saturday

If you want to see happiness come to MAD House on a saturday, when the Boss is away.
If you want to see colors in MAD House, come on a saturday when the boss is away.
If you want to hear laughter, come to MAD House on a saturday, when the Boss is away.
If you want to see no MAD people and some bunking, come to MAD House on a saturday when the Boss is away.
If you want to hear politics outside and inside, come to MAD House on a saturday when the Boss is away.
If you want to breathe, enjoy, party just come to MAD House on a saturday when the Boss is away.
Because here people breathe, party, sleep, laugh and their weekend of freedom starts on a saturday , when........