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The Shakespeareans : The Ending

By on Jan 30, 2007 in ffutS evitaerC | 0 comments

Phew! Convoluted storyline. Or maybe, not. After all, even J K Rowling claims to have written The Last Chapter of Ye Booke beforehand. So this is the last paragraph of the story, which Vivek came up with. Pretty true, seeing that we ultimately HAD to give practicals, from which we were supposed to be exempted… Alas, the Shakespeareans, after their immensely applauded success with the analytical engine, were deceived by King Viktor the Miserly and were forced to pay the monthly taxes. The unprepared fools were struck down by this ruling and they had to scrounge for each penny.

The Shakespeareans : Explained

By on Jan 30, 2007 in ffutS evitaerC | 0 comments

If you didn’t get who the characters are, here goes: Andy – Me Ross – Rachit King Viktor – Vinay Kumar Queen Radha – Rachna Pandit Enrique – Eeshan Boris – Waris Sahara – Sangeeta ma’am Priscilla – Pooja ma’am Pony the Gray – Prannoy

The Shakespeareans : Part 1

By on Jan 29, 2007 in ffutS evitaerC | 2 comments

This is a spoof on our annual day video efforts Rach came up with, and I really liked it, so this is being published now. He’s already bored, so I’m going to continue the narrative (which means, you needn’t come back again)… *** Conspired by true events. It was already time for the Royal Ball. And, King Viktor the Miserly, wasn’t feeling all that good about it. Last time, he had had professionals from another kingdom – Kinraland – make a moving picture on him. This year, he WANTED a better moving picture, but wars were a frequent feature of his year, and this year, he decided to attack Kinraland to extract revenge for the crappie movie they had made. Rather foolish. In hindsight, he felt the same way.“Damneth it!! I’ll geteth people from my own kingdom to maketh the damneth movie!!” he finally cried out in disgust.Queen Radha the Raucous just nodded and left to look for the correct people. *** Andy the utility man had had a tough last year. He had been engrossed in so many activities for the kingdom that he had more or less forgotten how to do his own job. He was feeling pretty sorry, and with the yearly tax due next month, he had no idea how he’d manage to get the money to pay it. So, on the day of the dawn of the New Year, he decided that he’d concentrate only on how to pay off his tax, and not on anything else.It was as he was getting down to ‘work’, that he heard the tap-tap of horseshoes and looked up to see a royal guard get down from a royal horse in royal fashion.“It is desired of you that you lead a team of the finest young men from this kingdom to make a moving picture on His Royal Highness King Viktor the Miserly and his beloved kingdom. You are free to choose your men. You will be granted exemption from the monthly tax regime, which is to be introduced from this month, for a total of 1 months. You will be expelled from this kingdom if you say no.”“What about the yearly tax? Will I have to pay it?”“You will.”And the guard left, leaving a royal trail of royal dust behind him.It was with a sinking feeling that Andy realized that he would have to work for the kingdom. Again. Without pay. Again. *** Being the king’s jester isn’t an easy job. Especially when one has bigger plans for oneself. Like migrating to Holy Wood and becoming a part of the moving picture industry. But, for now, Ross was stuck in Dipsville under King Viktor. He had thought about leaving the kingdom, but had to abandon the idea because his parents wouldn’t let him leave a safe job for something as unpredictable as the moving picture industry. Or at least, HE thought that they wouldn’t let him.A few other people knew of his ambitious ambitions. And, one of them was Andy.“I need you to work with me on a moving picture about His Royal Miserliness and his crappie kingdom.”Ross turned around to see Andy walk in through the flap of his tent.“AWEsome!!! Real work. But why him? Why not something better like ripping off a Holy Wood moving picture?”“You don’t get it, do you? I’ve been contacted by the miser himself. And, we HAVE to work on it,” he said with half a grin and half a grimace on his face. Working with Ross could really be a pain in the backside. But, he needed him on the team.“Whatever. How much time do we get?” Ross asked rather seriously, for the first time in his life.“Two weeks.” *** Enrique had just shifted to Dipsville. And, already, he had earned a reputation for being a chatter box. And, a rather irritating one at that. But, he was unmatched in his field of work. What that was, nobody knew. But, everybody had heard it from him.Andy, for no apparent reason, took this character onto the team too. Asked later, his answer was that Enrique was on the team for ‘creative inputs’.So, that was supposed to have been the team. Except for one sneaky little creature who saw Andy leaving Enrique’s hut. He tagged along, all the while listening to the conversation, between the three ‘Shakespeareans’.What he gathered from it left him completely addicted to the whole thing.It was at that precise moment that Boris, for that was his name, stepped on a twig and the snap which resulted rattled everyone in the not so near vicinity.Andy turned around and saw the sheepish grin on Boris’ face. The whole truth dawned on him, and instead of being angry, he was happy to see that lean figure. For, Boris had a thing with machines and could prove to be quite useful in accomplishing the mammoth task before them.So it was this band of merry men that set out to make a moving picture better than the last one. They had no idea how they were going to do that, but with stout hearts and focused minds, they were sure that they were going to do it. *** “Good morning. I am Sahara the Gentle, and this is Priscilla the Correct. We will act as liaisons between you and Her Royal Highness. This,” said the fair lady pointing towards a strange contraption “is...