"The horses are tired and they need some rest", yelled MainDuniyaKoBachaoonga over the strong breeze. "We need to get some sleep too ya know! I can't feel my bottom", added GolBottom. The journey had been long and tiring. After spending years on end behind a desk, even a 5 minute walk could make you feel like you've scaled the Mount Everest. They got off their horses. UskiDum was watching over the horses while they were grazing. Mahanaatma in the mean time lit up a small fire to heat their food. It had been an uncommon 24 hours without bread and beer for these dudes.
The president's men were hot on their heels and it had become a luxury to stop for more than a quick leak in the bushes. The horses didn't even have that. They did it on the run. They had taken an oath of allegiance and they were going to fulfill it or die trying. They had a sense of the responsibilities and expectations weighing down on their shoulders and they were not about to let any one down. Not without a fight!
The search for Maa Ki Aaankh had led them through a difficult and bone crunching path full of difficulties. Slowly but surely they worked their way through the cryptic clues that had been passed on to them by their predecessors. Now what lay between them and Maa Ki Aankh was just a vast piece of wasteland and a mountain range. They were so close and yet so far. The world as it was today was going to come to an end and a new beginning was teasing them from the horizon. They had might as well drink to the occasion.
As soon as GolBottom tied the horses up they gathered around the fire to enjoy what had become in these times of crisis, a king's meal. GolBottom took his iPhone 10.5 out of his pocket and started to play the 2011 world cup final highlights. It had been his favorite piece of audio from the archives of the SEBi society. The commentary had now gotten to a fever pitch with India needing 10 runs from last 4 deliveries when an familiar and unpleasant noise caught MainDuniyaKoBachaoonga's ear. "GolBottom!", he said with caution in his voice. When he didn't get a response he yelled, "Would you please shut that piece of crap up?". GolBottom responded instantly.
Storm clouds were brewing on the horizon waiting to unleash their havoc on the earth below. They did tend to get a little violent in the post World War III days. Suddenly, a flash of lightening hit the ground just a few meters away from GolBottom. In the panic that the flash of lightening caused, his phone went flying in the air. The skies roared thunderously. The horses were hoofing now sensing the impending havoc the storm was about to bring.
The air was gusting with conviction and vigor. Panic had engulfed the imbecile half of the quartet. UskiDum and Mahanaatma went scampering behind a large tree while MainDuiyaKoBachaoonga and GolBottom spent their valuable energy in a futile effort to fight the storm. They tried to calm the horses down but as soon as they untied them, they bolted for shelter. As plastic bag after plastic bag slapped their ballooned faces, good sense prevailed and they joined Mahanaatma and UskiDum in hiding.
Their bread was soaking wet and had mutilated into a blob of green mass and their beer was no better than water as the storm clouds relentlessly poured out on the earth below. Hope was dwindling and they were running out of time. The king's men with all their hi-tech equipment would soon catch up with them and life as they knew was going to become just that little bit harder.
They spent painfully long hours holed up behind the tree trunk while they waited for the storm to pass. After a whole 10 hours, the clouds finally cleared as the quartet wondered how long had HE been holding his.. Well.. You know..
They wearily stepped from the under the protective cover of the tree trunk to get a sense of the carnage the storm had brought down on the unsuspecting Save Your Skins.
Foodless, beerless and horseless, they had their task cut out. That is not to mention the evil and hungry wolves of the President chasing them down. MainduniyaKoBachaoonga set about reorganizing his ranks(which comprised of one large bottom, a tail and a great soul) issuing orders at the speed of a super sonic air plane.
And then… Tik!! BOOOOOOM!!
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