Aunty M (Meira Kumar)

Hello, Auntyji

Aunty I still remember Bhajiyaas which you made when I didnt visit your home, which unluckily I never did. But I am sure that those bahjiyas of yours must have cast its spell on Aunty S. And now by the virtue of the spell casted by your divine bhajiyaas, you find yourself in a very big room half filled with savages and half filled with people who think why are they sitting with savages and making both savages and non savages shout like they are in kindergarten. Aunty with all my love for the feminism and more importantly for you, I am worried, deeply worried. Neither your stin in IFS and nor as a politician has ever taught you to control agitated savages. And with the soft un-noticeable voice, I think that big room should look for a sound engineer, where what you say can be altered into high pitch or low pitch as per requirement, and for fun when few speeches go really boring then you can try the chipmunk style also. If you wish then I can surely provide you with few competent people for the job. But yes, your quasi robotic inaudible without any pitch shallow voice may just not work with those savages who are accustomed to nothing but very loud noise, and all they can filter out of noise is their praise. I know you are not weak, but your fashion sense is yukkk…what has happened to you, aunty ji…DILLI ghum lo…and if you need some assistance then I have few friends in Delhi who can help you find some good saari shops. How is everyone in family, I think they must be happy with this new responsibility you have got, which not only require patience but insouciance for successful term. Yours only, Beta K

Bo

Hello Bo,

I know people will in general be astounded by the fact that I am writing this letter to you in english and hoping that you will understand it. To all those underminers, I would like to tell, “You $#t bags, you dont know what Bo is capable of doing.”

Bo, I am terribly sorry for not being in contact for so long, and could also not send you a congratulatory note on being the first of your kind to be that kind. But you also havent earned any brownies by not informing about your decision of adopting a family. With this letter I would like to break that thin layer of ice which distance and work has created between us. I hope it works… [legs crossed ]. Well, I would also like to appreciate your nice gesture of adopting the first family of United States of America, it must be a nice feeling for you and them too.

Over here, I feel slightly disgruntled for few things. Like, how blasphemous it is of your adopted male member(AMM), who tries to take credit of policy making, where I know that its you and your sound advice thats behind various international policies. You Af-Pak policy is a gem of a policy, you must have inspired him for distinguishing between good and bad taliban, as only a dog like you, sitting in house like you adopted male member have can take such decisions. There are few more things, like your male member taking all the lime light and leaving you only to move in lawns, but I am sure flowers over there, must be being manured well by you. Beside all these minor issues, the thing that has hurt me most is how blatantly is you wonder brain is being ignored at that place. Which is evident by misplaced economical policies and pale face for international peace.

I know of of no one who adjure about peace as you do, and can come next only to Mahatma Gandhi. In spite of this fact, your AMM, can only transcode what you tell him in Cani-tongue and not implement it.

I have to write more, but time isnt permitting me to do so, but since I have broken the thin wall of ice, I am hoping for a prompt reply from you. I promise you that in my next letter I would tell you more about things on my side, which might be percolating on your side through “silly media thing” ( as you once said).

Ahh one more thing, kindly suggest some one like you for maybe not as efficient as you are for our re-elected PM.

Yours Truly,

Kartik Trivedi [Ko Ko for you ]