The Youth versus The Firefighter

Hi, i’m like... an Indian Youth. Like, the other day, i came across a fire fighter... whoever that is supposed to be. Like i care. Anyways, like this dude was weird man. I made a wonderful suggestion to him and like, he asked all these kinda like weird questions. Here’s a... umm... transcript of our ding a ling:-

Me: Hey dude, here’s a thought, let’s each one of us, like 1 billion people of India, become corporate honchos, and like start living in the posh-est neighbourhoods of our metropolitan cities, travelling in like our very own air conditioned cars from like our air conditioned houses to like our air conditioned offices, visiting like air conditioned malls on weekends, flaunting like our behinds to god only knows who, and like then get back to our air conditioned houses, where like a personal servant, whoever he may be – coz like he certainly can’t be an Indian - will like salute us and say “salaam saab” about a dozen times a day. Wow... like what fun that’ll be!

Fire Fighter Dude: Great idea! But wait... if all 1 billion of us become corporate bigwigs, who will grow food to feed us, who is going to police us, clean our dirty streets or even fight fires that break out in our homes and offices?

Me: Are you like serious!? Yuck... those lowly, menial jobs are like best reserved for... uh... umm... like don’t make me think so much man!! Like the government i guess, whoever or whatever that may be – coz it certainly ain’t us – like ought to take care of it. If they don’t, we’ll like... ask folks from other countries to grow food for us, clean our streets and shit and stuff, and fight fires too; and like they will be obliged to work for us, coz’ like we’ll have all the “muny” honey... savvy? And like if all else fails, we’ll pray real hard, and like criticise ‘God only knows who’ for the mess we’ve gotten ourselves into and like everything will get better! :)

Fire Fighter Dude: But, will our metros be able to bear the burden of millions upon millions flocking to it just to live in that ‘house up on Malabar hill’?

Me: Like don’t be foolish, man! We’ll like create every village and every square inch of our country in our own... like unique image... into like identical concrete cosmopolitan mega-polis’... with like artificially laid out turf, like each with its own exclusive ‘paan stain art’ covering its entirety and like plastic rose bushes covered in like nosey and all that kinda stuff. Like how cool will that be :) ?

Fire Fighter Dude: And... who is going to police us?

Me: Duh...! Like who needs policing man...? Certainly not me :)

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Like I mean, seriously... after this, like highly stimulating intellectual debate was over... and like that fire dude had left, i couldn’t help wondering how people like him are like even allowed to ask these kind of like weird questions? And like... i don't understand how like the author of this blog... is allowed to like write stuff like this and get away with it?