The post-independence era of the Nehruvian reforms witnessed the birth of three titans; say Alpha, Bravo and Charlie. Strictly going by their conception, oops inception timelines, Charlie should have been Alpha. Nevertheless, in the quest for charisma, conviction and centennial other chivalrous components, Charlie shall remain Charlie. After all, Alexander is only the king of clubs, while Caesar is the King of Diamonds, quite apt I must say considering Charlie’s area of domicile being Diamond Harbour.

It is believed that in the last few days, a couple of episodes have effected an upheaval of the digital world. One, of course, is a certain Marathi Manoos unleashing carnage on a bunch of hapless Proteas (Watch Invictus for some inspiration) and the other has been an algebraic identity – Charlie’s Conundrum, which like the P vs NP problem and the Riemann Hypothesis, has entered the gospels of the modern world. This identity stands brutally rock-solid like the Colossus of Rhodes, unwavered by the force of time and any extraneous elements.

There are a few fixations in the world which are true, elementary in nature, so outrightly obvious that we do not understand their underlying causes. Seekers of the Holy Grail are soon to add Charlie’s Conundrum to their laundry list of blistering barnacles and thundering typhoons as they attempt to unravel the mysteries of this cosmic truth. Amidst the entire hullabaloo labelled as the rat race, Charlie rides on his crest of clean sweeps; peerless and clinical in his consummations. Charlie’s all time favourite and most quoted line goes like, “I am going to make you an offer, which you cannot refuse. And I will keep doing so.”

The inside info is that Charlie will soon topple Rajnikanth and Chuck Norris to be the sole butt of all undisputed superhero jokes. A soon to be premiered print commercial of a leading beverage manufacturer targets its bifurcated market segment in this way : “Homo Sapiens – Yeh Dil Maange More. Charlie – The world Is not Enough “.

For the uninitiated, that damn identity which stereotyped the statuses of my Gtalk contact list and disrupted my mailbox courtesy of the gazillion notifications is simply put as below:

“ C > A+B  “

Let the Dhan Te Naan begin !

The Hazmat