Ashoka the 2nd

MY LUCKY STARS…..

My lucky Stars..

      Some people are born with silver spoon in their mouth or Goldware on their body like Mahabharadha Karna. Sadly I was born nude, stripped of all luck. When Jesus was born, the Star of Bethlehem was visible. When I was born forget the Star of Salem, not even a single star was visible on that fateful DAY (!)


     When the 'extraordinary' people and 'ordinary' people rock between 'Good luck' and 'Best luck', I fall in the 'extra' people category and smocked between 'Bad luck' and 'Hard luck' as my guardian angel must have committed suicide on the day of my birth.

     What is luck? When a group of stars kicks you around like football, luck is the referee who gives time out and saves your butt. As they tell, after getting kicked on one butt, I showed the other. Now I can't sit properly.


       While guardian angels substitute their player with other players, my angel is like Steve Bucknor in Cricket who joins with opponents to lynch me.

       In simple term if you have a wife with many sisters, it is luck. If she has cousin sisters too, then she is "wife made with added preservatives". If you have a wife with many brothers, it is bad luck.

      When I was a boy too, my friends were lucky and often found rupees on the roads. I found only papers and plastics. May be God wanted me to make my own money by rag picking.

      As my name started with "A", I was always called for any recitation ahead of the whole world. When I fail, Our teacher used to be fresh and beat me as if he was going to retire on that day. In those times, I had wished that my name could have been 'Zaheer Khan' or 'Yamraj' .

      To charm the "Luck" Angel, I tied rope on my neck(!), biceps and triceps. Wore rings with pearl, granite and kidney stones. While luck Angels clinked with others like their sixth finger, my angel always showed me the middle finger!

     While some are lucky to get bank loans for making bikini calendars, my luck won't even allow me to take bank education loan at my tender age of 40. I think it won't stop till I stand in single piece swimsuit either in bikini calendar or in front of Vadapalani Murugan temple.

        My ambitions are always summarily rejected as my luck is minimal like hair on popeye's head which I receive in EMIs. Wanted to be a doctor but ended as patient. Wanted to be an Oscar musician. But all I could play is death music. Wanted 3,4 wives on either side but ended with one who block all sides.

       So I am the "unluckiest boy" on date. I hope there won't be any contention for this coveted title.


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