I know it is a punishable offence in IBistan to look for logic and the primary punishment for the said offence is inevitable madness, I still with an unknown force guiding me went on a quest for logic only to get caught by the numerous loopholes which have been stuck in Bermuda triangle (refer the thread, I lost the link, koi khuda ka banda post kardo neeche), and came out as acp's when logic was questioned. As I said I was caught and presented to the court in IBistan, somewhat questionably sane I made my final plea (I knew this would my last chance at pleading my case, as there is no supreme court in this IBistan). I did not know at the time that the unknown force which was driving me was still at work so my error was I put logical questions such as this in my counter attack ( I should have known better)
1. How come the house which was in Obro's name which then transferred to Annika's name can be auctioned by the signature of the one and only Tej Singh Oberoi?
The answer given to me was (as one could guess) the selective amnesia of the writer.
Of course I would forgive this as she is the mind behind my shivika, so I reluctantly agreed with the explanation and moved further.
2. When Shivay told his brothers about his financial crisis, why did they not give the shares (rightfully belonged to Shivay) back?
Again I was met with the same answer, this time somewhat annoyed yet with no other choice than accepting the answer (as it was my fault in the first place to look for logic) I moved on to my final question.
3. How could a financially struggling SSO pay for Oberoi mansion?
This time I was met with different answer though but not at all satisfying. The answer was because the great wall of SSO and his Tadi was so magnificent that Kuber himself was a big fan and given some of his money to SSO in return of tuition in Tadi.
My bewilderment was so profound with the answer given to me that my brain cracked (is that even possible?) and finally the unknown force which was driving me left me in search of another human (beware you might be the next victim).
As I lay on the bed given to me in an asylum next to bua maa's room I write this anecdote to my fellow friends and acquaintances to read and pass on the message as well.
This is my request to all those reside in IBistan to take my story as example and never to look for logic in this holy land of IBistan.