It was about 2-3 weeks ago, I had a dream about my high school alumni club called the "Happy Club". The very next day when I woke up, I started typing what all I got in my mind and posted it in the facebook group of my club. It got several hits there, and so I thought to post it on my blog too. This is what I wrote. Enjoy reading.
"Our network eventually got expanded all over the country. We made huge amount of money and we mostly spent it in fests, parties, etc, etc." Varun told.
"You guys have drinks/drugs in your parties?" asked a really concerned lawyer.
"No. Never. Happy Club is not meant for all such things. We don't find any happiness in that. By the way, why you are asking this? I think it is quite irrelevant..." I told as well as I asked.
"Nothing. My daughter is also a Happy Club member." said the concerned lawyer.
"What about the money? Where did you stored all the money?" asked a income tax officer rolling his eyebrows and putting extreme pressure on the word 'stored'.
"We didn't. We didn't stored money. We opened corporate accounts in various banks" I said after sipping a glass of water.
"You guys make twenty-five cr. a month?" asked another man in black.
"Hundred. Two hundred fifty cr. a month." told Shubham.
"See sir, i know only one thing. That we didn't do anything. It is not a crime to have such a big club. Then why you all people prosecuting us?" I said angrily as I was fed up with their queries.
"It is illegal you ******." said the home minister angrily using abusive language which got him suspended permanently. He was no longer a home minister.
All this because we guys helped loads n loads of teenagers under pressure by our Happy Club network which in turn gave us a public appreciation and people started marching for us guys with warning messages which read "Don't put them in jail, or else, you will be finished.
"Ohkk, what were your future plans?" asked another advocate.
"We were about to start Happy Club for call center employees too. As a study shows that young employees are getting heart problems/blood pressure/diabetes, etc. So this could have increase our club funds and also the age limit for Happy Club members could have changed from 16-24 to 16-28". I said.
~~~ A BLACK OUT AND DREAM ENDS FINALLY ~~~
At around 6.30 AM:
"Wake up... wake up aadii... Your friends are waiting for you. Won't you go for a jog with them? Wake up...." My mommy woke me up.
I told my friends about this a bit and said I will post this dream on Happy Club's wall on facebook. So almost after a two-hour long exercise session, remembering all this funny shit, I posted. ;) :D
hope you fellas like it. :)
To my bloody cool happy members,
This post is a real dream. Though dreams are not real, but I got it yesterday night about our club! It somehow follows the story line of the movie 'The Social Network'.
Okay.. so it was 2AM yesterday when I slept off after having some fun with books.
~~~ DREAM STARTS ~~~
Me, Varun & Shubham. We were under prosecution by the government. In front of us, the finance minister, home minister, lawyers, judges, bunch of income tax officers, police officers and media people. All of us were in a big conference room as far I remember. Nevertheless, the room was too scary.
"So how much you made?" asked a lawyer after going through a fat income tax file.
"9,850 cr. sir" I replied.
"In how much time?" asked another about-to-die-advocate.
"In 1.5 years, sir" Shubham replied.
"How you guys started all this" asked the home minister banging his fist on the conference table.
We all were cold with dried throats but somehow Varun started without forgetting to test the microphone as the whole nation was watching us.
"Hella hella mic testing... So, it just started off with a schooly affair. We actually never thought that HAPPY CLUB could get this much big. It was just like a community."
Now his lines were like a boost for me and shubham.
"... yes sir, we expanded our group with loads n loads of members every week. We didn't knew what we were doing. As in all that was just for fun and most importantly, to be happy." said Shubham.
"We made progress in a small time span of 2 months and our club reached more than 10 cr. (100 mn) teenagers in the country aged between 16-24." I said.
"And after that...?" asked another lady in black.
"We made some rules. like each member has to contribute 100 bucks every month, helping each other, expanding the network, and all the stuff which gave our club a caption
'HAPPY CLUB - To be happy & to make happy'.
And if some member feels depressed, he/she could call the Happy Club helpline and our computers would redirect to anyone of the member who is not busy.
So it runs just like your government. Something 'for the people, to the people, by the people' " said Varun.
"You got notices from software firms like microsoft, yahoo, google, facebook & myspace for using their network commercially?" asked a cornered lawyer.
"Stupid fellows. Everybody wants money. Anyways, we deleted those pages. Now we have our own social networking sites." said Shubham.
"What about those 100 bucks thing and these very famous badges" asked an old lawyer.
"100 bucks were for club fund. So that we could have parties or help our members, in any way possible. And regarding these badges, these are special smiley-signature badges behind which the name and sign of the respective member is printed in the center and 'HAPPY CLUB :: ORIGINAL' which is also printed on the boundaries in an arc form." I told.
"I can see that. What else?" asked the same old lawyer.
"All these badges have built-in GPS chips." I replied.
"From where did you get all these GPSes, netowork, etc.?"
"It was one of our members who made a deal with some international dealers for GPS chips and the software stuffs" Shubham said.
This post is a real dream. Though dreams are not real, but I got it yesterday night about our club! It somehow follows the story line of the movie 'The Social Network'.
Okay.. so it was 2AM yesterday when I slept off after having some fun with books.
~~~ DREAM STARTS ~~~
Me, Varun & Shubham. We were under prosecution by the government. In front of us, the finance minister, home minister, lawyers, judges, bunch of income tax officers, police officers and media people. All of us were in a big conference room as far I remember. Nevertheless, the room was too scary.
"So how much you made?" asked a lawyer after going through a fat income tax file.
"9,850 cr. sir" I replied.
"In how much time?" asked another about-to-die-advocate.
"In 1.5 years, sir" Shubham replied.
"How you guys started all this" asked the home minister banging his fist on the conference table.
We all were cold with dried throats but somehow Varun started without forgetting to test the microphone as the whole nation was watching us.
"Hella hella mic testing... So, it just started off with a schooly affair. We actually never thought that HAPPY CLUB could get this much big. It was just like a community."
Now his lines were like a boost for me and shubham.
"... yes sir, we expanded our group with loads n loads of members every week. We didn't knew what we were doing. As in all that was just for fun and most importantly, to be happy." said Shubham.
"We made progress in a small time span of 2 months and our club reached more than 10 cr. (100 mn) teenagers in the country aged between 16-24." I said.
"And after that...?" asked another lady in black.
"We made some rules. like each member has to contribute 100 bucks every month, helping each other, expanding the network, and all the stuff which gave our club a caption
'HAPPY CLUB - To be happy & to make happy'.
And if some member feels depressed, he/she could call the Happy Club helpline and our computers would redirect to anyone of the member who is not busy.
So it runs just like your government. Something 'for the people, to the people, by the people' " said Varun.
"You got notices from software firms like microsoft, yahoo, google, facebook & myspace for using their network commercially?" asked a cornered lawyer.
"Stupid fellows. Everybody wants money. Anyways, we deleted those pages. Now we have our own social networking sites." said Shubham.
"What about those 100 bucks thing and these very famous badges" asked an old lawyer.
"100 bucks were for club fund. So that we could have parties or help our members, in any way possible. And regarding these badges, these are special smiley-signature badges behind which the name and sign of the respective member is printed in the center and 'HAPPY CLUB :: ORIGINAL' which is also printed on the boundaries in an arc form." I told.
"I can see that. What else?" asked the same old lawyer.
"All these badges have built-in GPS chips." I replied.
"From where did you get all these GPSes, netowork, etc.?"
"It was one of our members who made a deal with some international dealers for GPS chips and the software stuffs" Shubham said.
"Our network eventually got expanded all over the country. We made huge amount of money and we mostly spent it in fests, parties, etc, etc." Varun told.
"You guys have drinks/drugs in your parties?" asked a really concerned lawyer.
"No. Never. Happy Club is not meant for all such things. We don't find any happiness in that. By the way, why you are asking this? I think it is quite irrelevant..." I told as well as I asked.
"Nothing. My daughter is also a Happy Club member." said the concerned lawyer.
"What about the money? Where did you stored all the money?" asked a income tax officer rolling his eyebrows and putting extreme pressure on the word 'stored'.
"We didn't. We didn't stored money. We opened corporate accounts in various banks" I said after sipping a glass of water.
"You guys make twenty-five cr. a month?" asked another man in black.
"Hundred. Two hundred fifty cr. a month." told Shubham.
"See sir, i know only one thing. That we didn't do anything. It is not a crime to have such a big club. Then why you all people prosecuting us?" I said angrily as I was fed up with their queries.
"It is illegal you ******." said the home minister angrily using abusive language which got him suspended permanently. He was no longer a home minister.
All this because we guys helped loads n loads of teenagers under pressure by our Happy Club network which in turn gave us a public appreciation and people started marching for us guys with warning messages which read "Don't put them in jail, or else, you will be finished.
"Ohkk, what were your future plans?" asked another advocate.
"We were about to start Happy Club for call center employees too. As a study shows that young employees are getting heart problems/blood pressure/diabetes, etc. So this could have increase our club funds and also the age limit for Happy Club members could have changed from 16-24 to 16-28". I said.
~~~ A BLACK OUT AND DREAM ENDS FINALLY ~~~
At around 6.30 AM:
"Wake up... wake up aadii... Your friends are waiting for you. Won't you go for a jog with them? Wake up...." My mommy woke me up.
I told my friends about this a bit and said I will post this dream on Happy Club's wall on facebook. So almost after a two-hour long exercise session, remembering all this funny shit, I posted. ;) :D
hope you fellas like it. :)
Dreams may or may not be true. It's a personal experience during a nap. No matter how silly it is. But the thing is, you have dreamt. Now whenever I remember this, I laugh out loudly. Because this is the height of dreaming to such extent!
