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Mischief . Mayhem . Soap

The author has searched for long. rather too long, before he found the legal/legitimate facility for what has been quite the tangible wish for nearly a decade. (Now that, you see, is not one of those other ones of the author’s whims which last for the time duration of a tachyon)

All dust settled ….I am talking about this !  http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mixed_martial_arts

And I found just the right place near home. http://www.xtremefightfederation.com

3 sessions down and I seem to have had faced the toughest training regimen of my life in the last 1 week. But its a good endorphin induced feeling at the end of every training evening. And since the whole theme of *learning to fight* is macho in its idea, I guess boys are biologically built to endorse it  (Haha! Did I sound like Freud )

Well ! For me, its much more simulataneously taxing and satisfying than even the running or the weight training at the gym. Period.

So gear up gentlemen! Stretch your knuckles,  shake your feet, rub your palms,  and lets get ready… to fight !          😛

– Ghost Runner

ps: SCMM 2011 !  Two days to go! Lets have some feverishly runnerish fun … shall we .. . hu ha !

Genesis of the rise

“Where is your son?” the underworld don thundered. “Is he scared?”

“I am not aware of anything under the sun my son is afraid of. He doesn’t usually give his word – but if he does, you can take it for granted that it will be done. He will come, don’t worry.” replied his assistant.

A horde of white Maruti vans screeched to a halt and a parade of henchmen, all bearing guns stepped out and assembled in a V-formation. From the center emerged a young but balding man, with black hair and dark sunglasses, dressed in denim and white sport shoes. His swagger raised many an eyebrow, and the men present felt a chill shudder down their spines.

The moon hid behind a cluster of dark clouds.

He stepped up to the older man and said, “Anthony. This fight is between you and me. Between your men and mine. Either you die, or I die. Your men die, or my men die in this war, but innocent people shouldn’t get hurt. I now realize what a coward you are. Seven days, I tell you today, in seven days, you will be finished.”

“Do you know what you are saying and who you’re saying it to?” cried the distraught father.

“I am speaking the truth to an immoral man, father”

Anthony allowed himself a slow menacing laugh. “You are still new to this business, young man. Seven days? I need just seven seconds. Look over there,” he said, pointing beyond the young man’s back where a sniper stood atop a huge tower, ready to shoot on command.

It was now the young man’s turn to laugh a little. He took off his sunglasses, and said, “Look there a little, dear man” he said, pointing to another tower where three snipers were ready to aim and fire.

With his characteristic baritone laugh, he came close to Anthony and said, “Remember one thing. God toys with the good hearted, but never let’s go of their hand. He will give the bad man a great many things, only to make sure his fall is greater and harder.”

With that he swiveled around and walked away leaving behind a shocked and frightened Anthony as the winds whispered in a crescendo – “Baasha, baasha”



For those who want to know further, refer here http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Badsha to understand & appreciate where this was extracted and translated from.



Starring: Rajnikanth, Raghuvaran

Director: Suresh Krishna

Extracting, Editing and Translation: El Papa

Publishing : blog owner 😛