I am a girl…

This article includes few unknown characters and a prominent character known as BKP (name withheld without request). Incidentally this guy is also from Bihar and he is my flat mate.

Before we start the story a little bit of background about BKP. It will help you understand the article better. BKP is an electronics engineer, 2007 batch. He joined my company as a Trainee Control engineer (Trainee Tester, for technical personals). Two of his habit, which makes him different from other, is ?
1. Loves to boast about stuffs, which is indigestible. (For e.g. – He has a brother in USA working in some MNC, one studying in Harvard and don’t know how many more. Seems his father had just work after his marriage)

2. He loves girls. It’s not that boys love gals but he loves anything called a gal.

Now the story, It was a lonely Sunday night. Most us were went to the bed early because we knew what was in the store for us the very next day. It was Monday the worst day of the week. If you don’t know why it’s the worst day (Start working you moron). Our dear Mr. BKP as usual was chatting with something called a gal. It must be his good day ‘cos some one from an unknown messaged him. He shot back “who is this.” The person on the other side preferred to stay silent. And it’s the night end.

Next morning curiosity had the better of Mr. BKP and he sends another text
“Who is this?”

Pat comes a hostile reply, “ Robot, age -199 location – Dry River, Mars. Stop disturbing me you little earthling.”

Mr. BKP who learnt not to lose his confidence during such encounters sends another text, “Hey you its you who disturbed my sleep last night. So now tell me who are you and what on the sleeps name you sent me a good night message”

This time the sender softens a bit and replies “ Oh! I am sorry to disturb your sleep. Hello I am ………”

For those who are cursing me please go and curse honeybee. I learned This trait from her.