“The Government has declared ‘Rajiv
Gandhi Khel Ratna Award’ to Sania Mirza” I told Lulu, my parrot as I read the
newspaper.
“Huh!” Lulu ignored me.
“She won Wimbledon doubles title
with Martina Hingis this year” I informed Lulu.
“Tut, tut” That's the sound parrots make when they show disdain.
“She won three Grand Slams in
doubles category. ‘Rajiv Gandhi Khel Ratna’ is the highest sports award, you
know.”
“They should have given it to one
more person.” Take my advice. Never talk to a parrot when he is nibbling chilies. Caustic is the word for what comes out of the red beak.
“Really? Who? I know you have bird’s eye view but
you must not speak in riddles.”
“The achievement of that person is
unparalleled.”
“Oh, come on, tell me who that is.”
“Hits and runs”
“Leander Paes it must be. There is
no better Indian in that department.”
“Nah! He got the award earlier, right?”
“Aren’t you referring to Virat
Kohli? He deserves. The man has talent but he is also short tempered and very aggressive.”
“I am talking about the person who
is also short tempered and very aggressive, although I would rather not comment on
the person’s talent.”
“???”
“Spits and runs”
“Oh! But you would not be referring to our
auto drivers. Only they do it so often.”
“This man does not drive anything,
he applies breaks!”
“No talent, aggressive, does not
drive anything, spits and runs, applies breaks…. Hmmm…. Are you referring to
Rahul Gandhi?”
“You are so intelligent!” Lulu said
as he nibbled at chillies. “Surely deserves ‘Rajiv Gandhi Khel Ratna Award’ for
his destructive game.”
Vivek