Koala Puppy: The Adventures

Koala puppies are a highly endangered species found only in the deep tropical jungles of Neverland. In the absence of sunlight, nutritious food and well, potty training, they become KOALA PUPPIES! With their ability to crush humans of all sizes simply by lying on top of them, koala puppies are soon becoming a serious threat to the human population. Will we survive this asteroid?

During my research into these wonderful creatures, who do not “come in peace” (tee hee hee), i met a renegade amongst them and there came into existence a friendship.

To further this, the Koala Puppy visited me in Hyderabad. Under the garb of a human being of course. They can get into any human body once they kill it by crushing it and sucking its brains out. Very efficient. This post is all about the adventures of a koala puppy in Gulti city. While it might sound like all fun and floric, remember, a koala puppy is never less than sinister. And if the ferocity in its name does not scare you, then you are truly a brave soul.

Day 1: Koala puppy arrives. She ( Since the body it stole was a girl’s) was picked up at the station at approximately at 1845 (The time, silly!) and transported to a secret location under governmental supervision. From there, after required debriefing she was taken to the hideout at Secunderabad Club and gol gappas were consumed by said creature. The night was spent in talking about a hundred things. (Thank you, Babel fish.) I know about all the romantic courtship dances of their culture now.

Day 2: Since the smuggling of the creature was scheduled for sometime after 1700 hrs, the day was utilised to go see the picture on the cigarette packets, err, i mean Charminar. That report has already been filed at http://backpackjungle.wordpress.com/2009/07/02/puff-went-the-engine/ and is being reveiwed by my peers, right now. The smuggling was flawless. The security lax. The planning brilliant. She met people. She saw Secret Location II. She was kept in cell 205. People did wonder about her and she strutted her stuff on the community lane in the location, usually used to “come out”. But, all was well.

Day 3: The inmate was smuggled out. The night was brilliant. With Tamar “Long Haired” Chatterjee and Shy Boy (aka Stupid Boy, I am sorry you heard me. But, you are pretty hot yourself. ) A Long island each and we were pretty happy. Dressing up, before and after was fun too. 10D and Xtreme are my heroes. I obviously have a great relationship with intoxicants and interesting people. Hello Vikramaditya, if you are reading this, WE thought you were very cute.

Day 4: I think it was 10D. With the usual suspects. And, we must have done SOMETHING during the day.

Day 5: Speedboating at the Sailing Annex right after great dosas and vadas. Polluted water has minimal or no effect on the creature. The driver was showing off. We felt like we were from a James Bond movie, very very cool. The night was at the movies. New York. We had back row seats and a lot of PopCorn. Sir stole my pocket money! Haw!

Day 6: Banjara Hills. All on our own. Back to back movies at inox in GVK. Ice Age and Kambakht Ishq. The baby mammoth made me gasp. Really. But more about the uterine flip-flops later. Good fun. TPing and trying on of clothes. We also calculated the kilometer price of the Autorikshaw for some reason. And the Doctor at Care was cute!

Day 7: There is nothing more to show the creature in this city. So, creature and I sleep a lot. Go for fries and coffee to Cafe Latte and McDonalds! She gets a mammoth ice stick maker! And we both get a LOT of fries. The night is spent is slightly offensive company which is also mindbogglingly opinionated. Now i know why that’s a bad word. But, the night is still young and with lime ‘Cordial’ in our blood, we head out for dinner. Be back and crash, for me. The creature has things to pack ans stuff.

Day 8: Its 5 in the morning. I slept at 2. The creature may not have slept at all. Scampy poo, who has been a constant source of action has been missed in the report, but he was sleeping right next to me with the curly hair in his ear going a little ‘whooshy’. How I love him. But, the creature must depart, as all must. The body is starting to rot. So the creature is dropped at the station with a band and stuff. (One woman band of me whistling and clapping, simultaneously).

I return to Secret Location II a little bummed. Inter-galactic friendship is fun. They tell me I have changed, they tell me we are exactly the same. Are we, Bhangi?

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