Xa-kal sat on his rotating chair, feeding his sharks human fingers when he was interrupted. The bald headed gangster had a fascinating taste, when it came to pets and gadgets. His underwater den displayed an eclectic collection of buttons, levers and gadgets which could confuse anyone, him included, at times. “Xa-kal sir”, his men called out to him, sitting around a round table laid in front of his underwater ‘cockpit’. He turned around, smiled slyly and said “huan ying” (welcome) to the men who brought bad news that their goods had been ceased at the international border.
The men could sense trouble but were uncertain about their fate. Suddenly, xa kal fiddled with his gadgets and before they knew it, one man along with his chair had fallen into a pit filled with crocodiles. Traitor! Xa-kal exclaimed, calling the man a spy.
Before the rest could gather themselves, he fidgeted with a couple of buttons again and out of nowhere, a screen appeared with a map. It displayed a route in fluorescent red. “Huan ying sankranti” (welcome sankranti) he announced as he showed a new route to carry kites and strings (maanjha) into india for sankranti. This year too like every other, xa-kal’s smuggled kites and banned “manjha” would find their way to india. Again our cottage industry will get hit and xa-kal would sit back with a cunning smirk. Let’s ensure we only buy desi kites and manjha this sankranti. So that this time, it’s us who have the last laugh.