Disclaimer: Resemblance to any person dead or ALIVE is purely coincidental;)
'Mota Bhai' is my next-door neighbor at work. His name is of course a misnomer! Mota (fat in Hindi) bhai is not the least bit "Mota". He happens to be a thin lanky man with an even thinner hairline who loves to talk and loves to eat. His appetite amazes me! His room is stacked with more foodies and goodies than my entire kitchen pantry! Well, he sure is the envy of all those who sort to starvation to shed a few measly pounds! Well "Mota bhai" can eat and eat and eat and still look like that he could eat even more.
A cell buzzed! I try hard to concentrate on the spreadsheet in front of me. I hate the timer in the corner of the computer, it keeps reminding me that I am late. Still stressed at the delay in submitting the finance sheets, I hear "Mota" bhai say, "Kemcho Bhayyaaa (how are you, bro)? No, this is not the Institute of Heart and Kidney Sciences for Home bred Canines and Felines"!
Hmmm IHKSHBCF! goshhhhh!!! Is that for real??
Mota Bhai continues, "Bhaayaa (bro) this is not IHKSHBCF! You see my phone number is xxx-800-8666, maybe you meant to dial Yxx-800-8666, blah blah blah...." For the next 1 hour, he kept explaining, to the unsuspecting caller why he accidentally dialed the wrong number, and that there is a science behind people dialing wrong numbers! He went on to suggest, that, probably he has a case of early-stage dementia which results from the overuse of electronic gadgets, mobiles particularly!
Seriously??!!
Curiosity took the better of me, and I walked into his cabin. Mota bhai was devouring a double burger, and explaining the address of a shrink to the caller before hanging up with a satisfied smirk on his face. I didn't have to ask him anything. He instinctively responded to my question mark face!
"Just pranked a pranker, You think I am dumb enough to believe IHKSHBCF exists!"
PS: Names changed to protect privacy