Triple Truffle

"Macha! How can this Juice counter be so long? You can have The Last Supper on this", mocked Su while discussing the interiors of the hotel project. "The layout will obviously have to change", I replied thoughtfully, "Who would serve supper at the Juice bar?"

Su persisted, "See, the idea of having a bar is that people get too drunk to go home, and check into a room at the hotel."
"Your plan is good, but it can't get a sanction." I announced. When I had everyone's attention, I continued "The Airport Authority won't let you get so high!"

Kid Rock's Devil Without A Cause marked the end of the discussion, which then turned to our senior engineer liking metal music. To the trainee who questioned that in disbelief, I replied, pointing over her shoulder, "Oh yeah, he's as big a metal fan as that!"
And smiling back from the wall behind, making her lock of hair sway in its breeze, was an innocent, wall mounted, Metal Fan!

Fruity Architects

"When Architect Kerry Hill was a fresher at college, architecture mein unka haath paka nai tha, what was he called?" I asked Su, my project senior and devoted fan of the architect who designed the ITC Shonar among other projects.
When he gave in, I replied: "Kachhi Kerry!!!"

The Missing Part

A colleague at office had to take an emergency medical leave when his Doctors recommended an immediate appendectomy. Reminiscing the good old days, and lamenting on his absence with others during lunch one afternoon I added, "If he's to ever write an autobiography, it would have an Index, but no Appendix!"

Lolday Tuesday

Within five minutes of my reaching office, the second time Nu repeated "Good morning sir, we haven't received your quote" over the phone,  I couldn't help saying, "Maybe it's with the dry cleaners!"

An hour later, in the project meeting, my boss announced "aesthetics k liye mujhe iPad pe baithna hoga."
I exclaimed, "tab to wo aur chapta ho jayega."
Brandishing his pen like a dagger, he said, "tu joke maarne se pehle haath table pe aise rakhke bolega" and he put his palm on the table in the classic Knife Game style.
"Kyun, ye Gita hai kya?" I mocked.
"Tere liye ab yehi Gita hai."
"But ye to Sukrita hai!!!"
(who, incidentally, is our Client)