The city of bengaluru was under attack! it was the ‘Electronic City’ first, the aliens had attacked the “Silicon Valley of India”, the morning news papers read “Bangalore- Under siege”. The news channels called in a special panel to discuss the possible political hand behind the ghastly act! they discussed the ‘possibility-of-imagining-the-acute-horror-citizens-facing’ huh! sitting miles away in a AC room and then the breaking news! Bengaluru’s iconic buildings were attacked! the gandhi bazaar soon turned out to be a graveyard! ah! the situation was turning worse with security forces, NSG commandos, military forces, Marine guards, Para-Military forces all failing before the alien attack! we were sinking big time. I was driving as usual to office! and saw the aliens attacking the dairy circle flyover! “huh! my city” I cried in vein as i took the U-Turn trying to escape the attack! it was then the the ‘eternal’ traffic police stopped me.. and booked me for taking a ‘Illegal U-Turn’, as he demanded 100 rs, I hollered “Even now?” ” we always do our duty! be it alien or Swine!” he uttered in a voice that sounded as steady as a rock! with no choice and aliens fast approaching I paid the money and rushed towards Wilson garden circle to find a “Traffic jam” come one! this is Bangalore, what else you can find! the panic had stuck all which was not so very surprising! “the auto had to take a left for which he went all round a BMTC bus which had to go right but was intercepted by a bike who was talking to his girl friend on phone and was not moving only because the scooter in front of him broke and the driver had all the time to repair in the middle of the road but he started that when he saw no hope with the fight that had triggered between the traffic police man and the Matador guy, but they started the fight only when a software company bus in front of them was waiting still for its employee..” uhh! uff! such a simple reason sparked a traffic jam! huh! some how I made my quick move with aliens still behind me, but why?

Anyway I reached the Lal Bagh East end circle to find huge demonstrations against the government for allowing the Aliens to come and set up their base in bangalore and approving them SEZ’s, before i could clear off the jam packed demonstrations and just a couple of meters ahead there was a government rally in favor of government calling themselves “Liberal” and opening up the city to Aliens were just a part of their “Globalization” plan, ya! right! I quickly took the right turn their with zero hopes of clearing the jam only to find ‘The bar girls protesting’, “Allow us to dance, the aliens will run away!” they shouted Ah! that was a good idea, oh! the aliens were still behind me, I made a quick exit by taking the ‘Next-left-then right-then 2nd left-then 4th right-then 5th left towards the gully-then the second right and then finally uff! the main road to reach corporation!  The devastation had become worse! but it dint let down the people of bangalore, They all gathered and held a 10k marathon in the support of people already dead in the alien attacks! the roads were blocked and Brobdingnagian amounts of funds were expected to be collected! from the marathon! thanks to the spirit of the people, oh! ya the Aliens! they were right behind me.. as i managed to escape bya whisker and reach the Mysore bank circle.

It was here at the narrow Mysore bank circle where i realized that it was time to fight back than to run or get stuck in another rally, demonstration, traffic jam , film release celebration et.all huh! hmm! well I would die as a hero of my city. This was when i noticed a similar group of people (may be IT guys) holding huge weapons of Alien destruction’s such as” ‘Anti-virus’ ah! to be precise hacked version from one of the torrent sites”, “8086 machines”, ” I-pods and I-phones” again unlocked version huh! can’t help! “Used PC cabinets” “cell phones” and what not?  I realized that they lacked a commander, they lacked a manager in them, a person who could do their appraisals after the war fairly. I had to volunteer myself to step in and i stepped in to plan, quickly after nominating couple of Team Leaders we did not forget to open our Project planner to devise a plan to attack the aliens!

The moment had finally arrived and in true Spartans style i stood there holding my 117 year old laptop (with an external key board as the shield) and shouted “Come on! Spartans err! “Banglorans” it is this time we awaited for, TODAY WE DINE IN HELL..” and………

Water gushed in, what? I exclaimed to see my mom standing and shouting at me, it was almost 11 ‘ o clock and she had bucket full of water, “Get Up! don’t you have office?” she squalled

what? ah! that was a dream….. oh! huh! I got up and in my true senses thought “TODAY WE DINE IN HELL..?” ah! i was watching “300″ movie the last night.