I’ve had a great experience overhearing other’s conversations. Sometimes these conversations are way too much of a secret. Being a woman it’s my duty to spread the gossip around, I really can’t help myself much with that. So here’s a part of the latest conversation I overheard sometime last week. The American president was woken up from one of his sweetest dreams by a sudden call from his langotia friend.

The person on the other line is scared and terrified. His voice is low and his tone is very calm. He speaks in a slow manner. Bush tries to locate his cell phone but he can’t remember where he left it before going to bed. He can still hear the phone ringing to a Linkin Park ring tone in his huge bedroom but he’s still helpless. He calls up Condoleezza and asks her about his cell phone’s whereabouts. She offers to put her entire staff on the job when Bush recalls he left the phone in the bathroom. He rushes to the bathroom to answer the call.

Bush: Hello, this is the President of the United States!

Blair: aside (yeah like I care). Hello Hello!

Bush: Who is this in the middle of the night dammit?

Blair: It’s me Georgy, your best friend!

Bush: Musharraf I hope this isn’t one of your prank calls where to tell me about your friggin peace process with India. Is it?

Blair: Hey it’s me Tony!

Bush: Oh man! I thought you were intelligent enough to respect time zones.

Blair: It’s an emergency dude, I’m having sleepless nights here.

Bush: You got hold of the terrorists. You got to know of their plans. What’s bothering you now?

Blair: I’m afraid people are talking things here. We might have made another mistake.

Bush: What? We weren’t looking for Weapons of Mass Destruction here. Were we?

Blair: No it’s the terrorists. They don’t seem like they were really upto it. We couldn’t find any bombs, material, plane tickets at their place.

Bush: Damn! You’re duck now!

Blair: Help me Georgy! Help me!

Bush: Hold on, it’s Musharraf on the other line.

Blair: What does he want now? Hasn’t he had enough money and American booze already?

Bush: He wants American citizenship. We’re going to put him on an isolated island off Hawaii soon!

Blair: But what about me Georgy?

Bush: You have enough islands over there Tony boy! Find one for yourself.

Hangs up the phone.