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(Yeah we tried to write a pseudo screenplay, but failed. Print it on a shirt)
The cast for this Hindi fillum: Wency Mandez, Shayantan and Joshua. Special appearance by his most landslide and supremeness, Mt. Presidency (Quote of the GBM : “I didn’t mount anything. I won fair and I’m very square”)
Fade in. Camera pans over the mist of romanticised pre-Harmony bannerless Andrews Court.
-Dawn breaks, the rez boys shower and brush their teeth preparing for the various crisis’ and anonymous forms of pain a new day in Stephania promises.
-Wency decided to give his life purpose and his resume some body. SO he decided to become president in his third year, and reaches the conclusion : “I must start now. Lets design a T-shirt”
-Shayantan feels that his life in university is a waste. He is not a thespian, quite unlike the other representatives of his gene pool here and concludes : “I must start now. Lets design a T-shirt”
-Joshua sleeps, dreaming of his name and other forms of ART.
Cut to : Breakfast. Five minutes before 8:50.
-Nibbling on a stale coffee mug, knowing he should be sipping from it instead, Wency decides to pay his term bill. Inspiration strikes, like the cold slap of a wet fish on the face.
-An egg crashes to the ground, a thick bulbous mass spreads from the broken shells of what was breakfast. Shayantan reaches for an egg coupon. Inspiration strikes, yet again, not quite unlike a fish.
-Josh refuses to be mentioned in this article unless its absolutely necessary. “Dude, I am editor and all, and it just won’t look nice”
-Wency prints a term bill on his T-shirt.
-Shayantan prints a blob on his.
-Venky enters the narrative (he was always on the scene, come on)
(everything now from Mt.P’s POV)
-Mt.P : “Is it worth printing 500 copies of this, fuchha?”
Wency “Yes, its …. WORTH IT”. Inspiration strikes, again!
(500 shirts printed)
-Mt.P : “Is it worth printing 500 copies of this, regional neighbor?”
Shayantan : “umm..yeah.”
(500 shirts printed, again)
-Cut to: a authoritative fist slamming a reject stamp on two egos. (three if you count Mt.P. –ed.)
-Josh mulls over his rejected design.
Cut to : design flying into a trash can.
There is a knock on the door. Enter Mt.P (the room, not the scene). “Hey Joshua…”
-Joshua picks up the design … “Take this brother, may it serve you well”
-Wency and Shayantan turn complacent and vegetarian, respectively.
Super : KT is as subtle as a fish on a crown.
Fade out : Credits.
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