The moment I saw the visiting card, I knew that something was amiss. It wasn't surprising that Piyush had come to meet me at my humble abode. But it was damn suspicious to see the word O'gilvy written in all caps! I had done a crash course in typography just recently and I knew the difference between calligraphic signature and typographic word instantly!
I wanted to see this fake Piyush out of curiosity, so I asked my disciple to show him in. "Hahahahaha" he gave out a hearty signature laugh as we greeted each other, I could not help but see his pristine white teeth and knew that I do not need to take any dental marks and send them to the lab to verify his identity.
"It's the Fevi-Stick commercial that I wanted to see you about", he said. I narrowed my eyes. "You mean the one that had a fake Sachin with the fake acting in a fake shop?" I was no stranger to politicians lobbying to stop me from going on a fast. I had already seen this ad. "Yes, the same one" he said, "It's written by one of my boys and I was wondering if you found it alright."
"Alright?! You mean it is alright to use a fake to tell people to buy genuine Fevi-Stick? Sorry, that one did not stick. It is irritating as hell! Why does he keep dancing and overacting? Maybe you should have used original Sachin to end the commercial and make a point."
Fake Piyush gave out a sheepish smile, "You do have a point there, Anna. But it is December. We have spent everything on scams and fake releases! Nothing's left to get the real Sachin!"
"So what do you want me to do about your stupid ad?, I asked.
"Well, just don't go on a fast against this. We are planning to send this one for the awards, and any bad publicity might cost us the gold at Cannes". With this, slowly, he opened his briefcase. It was full of banknotes! He pushed it towards me!
The commercial did not stand a chance even at fake Cannes (Which is organized every year near Candivali). I was sure the banknotes were fake as well. But I was growing tired of this fake Piyush and wanted to end the meeting, just like viewers are getting tired of watching their god being ridiculed every five minutes on national television. See for yourself:
"Ok, I will go on a fake fast!", I said.
"Hahahaha, That works fine! Let's celebrate!", fake Piyush was happy. One of my disciples brought us some Earl Grey tea. He started ranting about his days as a tea-tester as he poured milk in his cup of Earl Grey.... Sigh!
Although this ad looks like written by a fake writer under the supervision of fake Piyush, in fake O'gilvy, I am going on a REAL, week-long fast to protest against this atrocity.
Jai Sachin, Jai Hind.
-Anna.
I wanted to see this fake Piyush out of curiosity, so I asked my disciple to show him in. "Hahahahaha" he gave out a hearty signature laugh as we greeted each other, I could not help but see his pristine white teeth and knew that I do not need to take any dental marks and send them to the lab to verify his identity.
"It's the Fevi-Stick commercial that I wanted to see you about", he said. I narrowed my eyes. "You mean the one that had a fake Sachin with the fake acting in a fake shop?" I was no stranger to politicians lobbying to stop me from going on a fast. I had already seen this ad. "Yes, the same one" he said, "It's written by one of my boys and I was wondering if you found it alright."
"Alright?! You mean it is alright to use a fake to tell people to buy genuine Fevi-Stick? Sorry, that one did not stick. It is irritating as hell! Why does he keep dancing and overacting? Maybe you should have used original Sachin to end the commercial and make a point."
Fake Piyush gave out a sheepish smile, "You do have a point there, Anna. But it is December. We have spent everything on scams and fake releases! Nothing's left to get the real Sachin!"
"So what do you want me to do about your stupid ad?, I asked.
"Well, just don't go on a fast against this. We are planning to send this one for the awards, and any bad publicity might cost us the gold at Cannes". With this, slowly, he opened his briefcase. It was full of banknotes! He pushed it towards me!
The commercial did not stand a chance even at fake Cannes (Which is organized every year near Candivali). I was sure the banknotes were fake as well. But I was growing tired of this fake Piyush and wanted to end the meeting, just like viewers are getting tired of watching their god being ridiculed every five minutes on national television. See for yourself:
"Ok, I will go on a fake fast!", I said.
"Hahahaha, That works fine! Let's celebrate!", fake Piyush was happy. One of my disciples brought us some Earl Grey tea. He started ranting about his days as a tea-tester as he poured milk in his cup of Earl Grey.... Sigh!
Although this ad looks like written by a fake writer under the supervision of fake Piyush, in fake O'gilvy, I am going on a REAL, week-long fast to protest against this atrocity.
Jai Sachin, Jai Hind.
-Anna.
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