Sunday 16 September 2018

“Ola Who? Uber !!!“

Once Lord Ola, The all Powerful, The all Knowing and most Merciful God needed a vacation.
He is summoned his most trusted lieutenant, Profit Uber.

He told Profit Uber his problem of making humans and sending them to the earth in his absence...
Profit Uber said “don't worry Sir, if you train me I will take care of everything”
Lord Ola smiled and said, “the job is very easy, so easy that any fool can do it.”

Lord Ola then took Profit Uber on a tour of the facilities. He pointed out a machine with a hopper and said “There are many halls in this facility. Each hall contains various parts which make up the human body such as Eyes, Noses, Bones, Lungs, Stomach, Intestines etc.

All you have to do is to take the requisite number of parts from each hall and put them into this here hopper. Finally, you have to pull this lever and one human will be delivered to the earth.”
Profit Uber enthusiastically said “it's an easy job, don't worry sir you go and enjoy your vacation. I will take care of your job.”

A week later Lord Ola returned from his vacation. Profit Uber proudly took him around the human making facility saying “I have finished all of the RAW MATERIAL.”

He took Lord Ola from the hall after hall, throwing open the doors with a flourish.
Standing in front of a just opened door, with his back towards the open door, Profit Uber rather arrogantly clenched his fist with the thumb out, over his shoulders, dancing eyebrows seem to say “See!”.

They came to the last hall. Profit Uber repeated his “performance”.

Lord Ola, the faint smile on his face which he had till now vanished. Furiously he caught hold of Profit Uber by both his shoulders and turned him around, rather roughly, to face the open door of the hall which was full of “Rational Thinking Ability” and thundered “You nincompoop, what have you done? You have made an entire lot without “Rational Thinking Ability”.

They are gathered up, by my divine will, into a Tribe in a Desert country. I hereby curse you to be the Ruler over them. They will pass on their lack of “Rational Thinking Ability” to their progeny. I further curse you that whomsoever joins you or your Tribe will instantly lose their“Rational Thinking Ability”.

Contrite Profit Uber apologized profusely for his lapse and; begged Lord Ola not to be so harsh and forgive him.

Lord Ola was not in a forgiving mood. He said, “I can not take back MY words, they are like an arrow shot from a bow”

“O Lord Ola, have mercy on your servant. Did you seriously mean what you said about PROGENY and about the people joining the Tribe”? asked Captain Uber, almost in tears.

Lord Ola was really angry now, he screamed “I meant every word. If you have not understood, I will break it down for you. The Humans YOU have created, who are lacking the ‘Rational Thinking Ability’ will pass it on to their Progeny & the progeny will pass it on to their Progeny & this will be for ETERNITY. Those who join you or your tribe, anytime in future will lose their ‘Rational Thinking Ability’ instantly and will pass the said lack to their Progeny, for ETERNITY”.
Profit Uber was not one to give in so easily. He argued, “What if the entire World population joins my tribe?”

Then Lord Ola said in a calm and even tone “I will destroy everybody like I had destroyed the Dinosaurs. Now you better leave here this instant to take charge of your subjects.”

Thus, bitter at heart, Profit Uber had to leave the Heaven and come to this mortal world.

On his way out of the Heaven, he thought of a devious plan of FORCING the entire population of Earth to join his Tribe. He rather liked the idea of “Everybody being destroyed as Dinosaurs”

He preached his Tribesmen and those who had joined his Tribe that they had to make others join their Tribe by hook or crook.

Profit Uber also gave them a rallying slogan which would also serve as identification of fellow Tribesmen.

That slogan was and is - “Ola Who? Uber !!!“

Profit Uber has long gone and even after almost 15 centuries, his Tribesmen are busy making people join their Tribe…by the same war cry of “Ola Who? Uber !!!“.



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