Monty

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Humor  |  House: Booksie Classic
Based partly on a true life experience, it is a humorous take by a girl on her pet loving classmate.

Submitted: September 26, 2014

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MONTY

Manish was a member of my school gang. We religiously met up for about three years after we finished school. After that, he proceeded to paint his life red and I slogged away to glory. I acquired the coveted degree in engineering and then headed to the U.S. for the mandatory masters.

After I procured my post graduate degree by the dint of still more hard work, I returned to my homeland and dutifully married the groom selected by my parents.  Funnily enough, he was an equally earnest and zealous engineer. After the stipulatory stint of a ‘job’ for ten years, we were expected to naturally progress to the other side. We were advised to turn entrepreneurs…..We opened our own ‘company’ (is that what it is called?). Fortuitously, it grew in leaps and bounds, much to the surprise of my husband and me. We didn’t fool ourselves about our creativity (or the lack thereof) or our uniqueness. We were as unique as a kilo of potatoes! However, what got us going was our ……….hard work, integrity, sincerity……….I think you get my drift.

Anyway, it was suggested to us by our advisors and friends, that we should get ourselves advertised, publicised (does a word exist like this), etc.  How? Well, our advisors had an answer to that as well (looks like we have for ourselves an equally dedicated and efficient set of good for nothing sideliners).  Get your website designed professionally, was their suggestion. First impressions are lasting, your capabilities and competence needs to be shouted from rooftops, etc.; the website should appear artistically done with flair and élan, and so on and so forth.

What to do? Our business appeared to be headed for a downfall if not supported by blaring credentials? …..Who does such creative business things? Just in time, happens our school reunion and voila! I happen to run into Manish. As we exchange cards, I realize that this is our man. And so, one fine day, I landed up at his doorstep, only to find his office open, but no sign of Manish. More importantly, there was a dog guarding his unoccupied office. As I have a morbid fear of the entire canine and feline communities, I desperately punched in his number.

“Hello? Manish, I am at your office. Where are you?”

He sounded surprised,” Is it time already? Oh well, I shall just be down in a few minutes.  Why don’t you go wait inside the office? …Feel at home.”

“But, what about your dog?”

“Oh, Bunty? He is harmless. He won’t bite you.  Make yourself comfortable. I am on my way,” so saying, he hung up.

 

Why do people have harmless pet dogs? If Monty doesn’t bother about intruders, he should be kicked out. But, it’s my observation, in general, that all dog owners find their pets harmless adorable darlings. I did not object if Manish thought similarly, but sadly I couldn’t share his view. Keeping a wary discrete eye on his ‘Bunty’, I decided to wait for Manish outside his open office - a scorching sun was welcome than a snarling Monty.

 

Luckily, for me, Manish’s office was located in a small extension of his house. So, I was sure that he would certainly arrive within ten minutes. He came even sooner and after apologizing profusely, ushered me into his office.

“Why didn’t you wait inside? Bunty isn’t aggressive,” he chided. I refused to respond.

After entering the office, I was relieved to see that it was decently furnished, albeit eclectically. But, for me the most heartening sight was the collage of smiling clients adorning the wall. It boosted my confidence somewhat and I pushed away the memory of the doggy encounter aside.

 

“Manish,” I started.

He interrupted smilingly,” Monty.  It’s Monty, now,”

I was nonplussed and it was a while before I realized to what he was referring. If Monty had been swapped for Manish, was Bunty in lieu of Banish? (If only…) I cleared my throat unnecessarily, smiled sickly at him and began again.

“Well, Monty…,” I stressed his name and stopped. Bunty aka Banish was loitering around me, giving me the goose bumps. Monty caught on fairly quickly and called out to his pest, sorry pet. He fondly patted it and asked me to do the same. My horror was obvious……….I think.

“Monty is upset because you have not talked to him. Mind you, he understands only Marathi,” Monty looked expectantly at me and nudged Bunty towards me. I searched his face in vain - he was not joking. Bravely, I put out my hand to nuzzle Banish, but no, I chickened out. I shook my head apologetically and looked to Monty for help.

“Oh, never mind! Bunty, come here darling. She won’t talk to you,” all of this in Marathi, of course.

 

I was frantically trying for some semblance of rationality. Could I trust this character with my project? I longingly thought of my office – cats and dogs free. However, unfortunately, I had already discussed the purpose of my visit and there was no pulling out now.  As we discussed my plans and expectations, he showed an uncanny grasp of the brief and against my wishes, I was impressed with his application and approach.  Keeping a continuously sharp eye on the sulking Banish, my meeting wound to a close. I got up quickly and made for the door – escape, at last! But, no! Monty and Bunty would have nothing of it. They followed me to the door. I had taken half a dozen steps, when Monty cried out suddenly, “You have not spoken to him at all. You must at least wave to him and bid him goodbye properly!”

I had no option. As I stood waving at Bunty, grinning stupidly and bidding him au revoir, I had a sudden vision of Bunty running amok in my website barking in Marathi and chasing all my clients away, while I waved out to them, frantically!

 

 


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