I must be hallucinating.
No. It's for real.
Chicklet has worn a saree today.
Two more chicklets walked in wearing sarees.
I. Am. Definitely. Hallucinating.
Kripya dhyan dijiye.
Blackberry Babu has arrived. In an Achkan.
It must fancy dress day for the weirdos.
(Unless beedi-smoking-bhaiyya is getting married to the chicklet)
Now they are making Rangoli in the office lobby.
Someone needs to tell them Diwali is over.
Something is truly wrong with these weirdos.
The chicklets just garlanded two goras.
All is well.
Supervisor has briefed me.
The goras are the maaliks.
The real bade babus.
And they come once a year to check on the weirdos.
The 17th floor chicklets just garlanded the same goras.
Checked with supervisor.
All is well.
The goras are their maaliks as well.
I don't get it. Must ask supervisor again.
Most advertising agencies are owned by the same goras.
It is important for the agencies to keep the goras happy at any cost.
That includes winning from and losing business to each other to show they are doing their job well.
That also includes the one time annual cost of the rangoli, garlands and sarees.
(The traditional angle, it seems, usually works)
Itne saal ho gaye, isn't there any Tata, Birla in advertising?
Who cares? If the chicklets promise to wear sarees like this, the goras can stay as long as they like :-)