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INDIA, as a developing
Nation, grown up manifolds and on the verge of being World’s Super Power with
Richest Economy. But at the same time many perennial social problems also grew
manifolds, remained inattentive and giving birth to exponential intensification
to grievances. The volcanoes of grievances led to Genesis of MIЯЯЯO…MIЯЯЯO’s
unpredictable fearless Modus-Operandi breaks all the Laws and leads to the
out-of-the-box solutions as Weird Way Ward, to rejuvenate the Eco-Systems of
today’s hypocritical SYSTEMS……it’s up to the discretion
of the PEOPLE, to allow or not!
The Story indicates India’s
perennial problems through the eyes of the Protagonist, who always dreamt for
the solutions as his own personal aspirations, but, couldn’t succeed meeting
even single one, out of his own personal flaws. Time compels him taking help of
someone, whom he never believed cordially.
Out
of gist of many, only 3 problems are selfishly picked-up by the Protagonist,
which hurt him most personally.
MIЯЯЯO weirdly solves
those 3 problems with the essence of absolute cleansing as permanent solutions…
Will INDIA wish to have such weird, but, permanent
solutions to all other problems? Let TIME tell…
Read an Excerpt:
Part 1
Booze Inferno
Date: Jan 1, 2030
Location: Bhagnagar (the ancient name of Hyderabad),
Telangana
Time: 3:45 a.m.
Trintrintrintrin… Trintrintrintrin…
Trintrintrintrin… Trintrintrintrin…
The
artificial intelligence (AI) enabled cell phone of Jiva Jeevan was ringing, but
he didn’t pick it up, as he was sleeping deeply under the influence of six
large pegs of cocktails after the New Year celebrations. At the fourth ring,
Jiva came to his senses and his wife helped him get up. He then picked up the
phone.
Without
even looking at the name of the caller, he whispered, “Hallooo…”
On
the other side, a quivering husk voice said, “Hallo! Boss! Venkat Naidu here!
Sorry to disturb you. A huge fire has broken out at the Dathvaly plant.”
Jiva
is the Chairman and Managing Director of Jeevan Distillery.
Jiva,
in a shocked voice: What…? How…? When…?
Venkat,
CEO, in a nervous voice: Boss, just now I got an alert call from Bala Reddy
(senior president of the plant) about this. I am going to the plant right now…
Jiva
(frightened): What the hell is going on? Keep me updated every 15 minutes.
Venkat
(submissively): Okay sir.
Jiva
(in a softer but still scared voice): Hallo… Meanwhile, talk to the police, the
state fire department, our legal team and the advocates. And what the hell was
our fire and safety department doing? Useless fellows…
Venkat:
Okay sir… I will check…
Jiva
(loudly): I want minimum damage to my 50,000-crore plant.
Venkat
(like a perfect corporate dog): Yes sir…
Jiva
(barking): Okay, go fast!
After
the call, Jiva logged into his plant monitoring app in his cell phone to watch
the live CCTV coverage. But he was annoyed to find that nothing was visible. He
wondered if the app or the CCTV was not working.
Meanwhile,
Venkat lit a cigarette and went into the washroom to freshen up. He started
murmuring abuses at everybody, including Jiva, under the garb of reacting to
the shocking incident at the plant.
In
the washroom, Venkat sat over the commode and puffed away quickly, as he
communicated with several people concerned with the matter.
Venkat
(authoritatively): Hallo… Hallo Bala Reddy… Quickly call Akash Singh, and ask
him to call his entire team.
Bala
Reddy (senior president of the plant): Yes sir. I have called him up and he has
already reached the plant.
Venkat:
Okay… Good… I am coming ASAP… Then Venkat called Akash, Vice President (VP) -
Fire and Safety.
Venkat
(in an annoyed tone): Hallo Akash! How this hell did this happen? Put in all
efforts to extinguish the fire… Fast… Very fast…
Akash:
Yes sir!
Venkat:
Okay… Put out the fire fast…
Akash:
Yes sir… Sure…
Venkat
(in a slightly softer tone): By the way, which unit is under the fire?
Akash
(scared): Sir… It’s everywhere… It is a huge fire with a lot of smoke. In the
molasses section… the distillation towers… the ethanol spirit section… the wood
barrel maturity warehouse… the bottling plant… the finished products warehouse…
everywhere…
Venkat
(shocked): Oh my God! What the hell! Okay, extinguish the fire fast.
Then
he called up the police commissioner.
Venkat
(politely): Hallo… Rama Rao sir! Sorry to disturb you at this time. I have a
very sad news. A fire broke out in our Dathvaly plant…
Rama:
Oh my gosh! What are you talking about, Venkat Naidu? How did it happen?
Venkat:
Don’t know sir, I am reaching the plant soon. I request you to send a police
team quickly.
Rama:
Okay, don’t panic. I am sending a team to the plant quickly. I will also come
as soon as possible…
Then
Venkat called up Naveen Kumar, the fire commissioner.
Venkat:
Hallo… hallo… Sir, sorry to disturb you at this time. A fire broke out in our
Dathvaly plant…
Naveen:
What…! How…? When…? Don’t worry, I will quickly make all the necessary
firefighting arrangements.
Then
Venkat called up Shreenivas Rao.
Venkat:
Hallo… hallo… Shreenivas yaar, a very
bad news… A fire broke out in our Dathvaly plant… Come quickly there… and get
in touch with our insurance consultant fast.
Shreenivas
(VP - Legal): What sir? Very sad sir? Okay sir… Coming sir…
Then,
Venkat brushed his teeth and had a quick shower. As he was getting dressed, his
mobile phone started ringing.
Venkat
panicked as he saw the name of the caller. “Oh my gosh! Boss!” he muttered to
himself. Then he picked up the call and said, “Yes sir…”
Jiva:
What’s the update?
Venkat:
I spoke to everyone concerned… and… I am just leaving to the plant.
Jiva:
Okay, keep me updated.
Venkat:
Okay sir
Jiva, the plant owner, called up all the
high-profile political and bureaucratic biggies known to him. He also called
the top government officials about this shocking incident at the plant and
asked them for the best help possible.
4:05
a.m.
Venkat was on his way to the plant,
which was located at Telangana Pradesh Industrial Development Corporation, 35
km away from Bhagnagar city. After 20 minutes, Venkat was closer to the plant
of Jeevan Distilleries. He simply lost his mind after seeing the smoky clouds
miles across the sky. With each passing moment, as he neared the plant, the
fire seemed to be raging on and on. The skyline was full of fire! There was
nothing else in the sky other than fire.
According to people close to him, Venkat
was a strong, firm and emotionless middle-aged man and the situation seemed to
have shaken him.
As he reached closer to the plant, he
saw the flashlights of several cameras, which were clicking away nonstop.
Venkat: Oh my gosh! How did the media
know of this? Amazing! So fast…
As his car reached the main gate, the
security personnel opened the gate without losing even a fraction of a second.
Several reporters started bombarding
Venkat with several queries.
“Sir, how did this fire occur?”
“What could be the reasons?”
Venkat didn’t open the car’s windows and
didn’t reply to any of the questions. He instructed the on-duty security chief,
Bhima Reddy, “Don’t allow any media person inside the premises and don’t reply
to any of their questions.”
Bhima: Yes sir!
Venkat: Any police team has come?
Bhima: No sir.
Venkat: Okay. As soon as an officer
comes, guide him to the Scada room.
Bhima: Okay sir.
Then the car stopped at the main control
room, 500 meters from the main gate. Ramdas, the chauffeur, opened the gate
quickly. Venkat got down and rushed to the high-speed lift and entered the
Scada room on the seventh floor. The control room was designed in such a way
that the entire plant and its skyline were fairly visible to anyone in the
room.
Bala, Akash and a few key top managers
were in the AI-Scada room.
Venkat gazed at the fire spreading
across the whole plant through the fireproof windows of the room.
Venkat: Now tell me how it happened and
what the current scenario is.
Akash: Sir, the night shift Scada
in-charge Yuvraj is here. As there are no signals at Scada, let’s view the
e-map. Okay Yuvraj. Start explaining…
About the Author:
Manoj Kumar Sharma (Pen Name - MIRRRO)
As an Author, MIRRRO, is a product of insatiable aspirations seeking blessings from Goddess of Knowledge Maa Sarasvatiji & inspirations from motivating Muse.
Born & brought up in Bhilai and graduated from Raipur, Chattisgarh and worked as a professional engineer in various MNC’s & Corporates in Mumbai.
Reading & writing were the crazy passions since school days, and, finally MIЯЯЯO alighted. MIRRRO @ THE WEIRD WAYWARD is a Social Fiction / Urban Fiction...where India’s perennial social problems are targeted from absolute cleansing perspectives in unimaginable, unthoughtful weird ways... which never ever happened in any part of the world.
Author has future plans for Books on various known but unsung issues of our day-to-day lives…but, ways beyond innovativeness…
As an overview, the Author believes that Writing is a Soulful Act, processed by Maa Sarasvatiji & Muse....not by the Author.
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