He was back at home. It was time to get up in the morning. His mother was gently ruffling his hair to wake him up. What an amazing dream it had all been! He slowly opened his eyes. This was not his home. And it was not a dream. But still a few gentle fingers were running through his hair. He suddenly became alert and turned around. It was Santos! What the hell!
“You have been lying to me, haven’t you? You are Mynakos only, right? Tell me the truth and I will be merciful and just throw you out. The whole truth mind you this time.” he roared
“And if I don’t tell the truth?” asked the boy in a singsong voice.
“I shall sing you a song before I throw you out”
“No, please! I will tell you everything. I am Eros, the God of love. Mynakos and Santos are two different aspects of my personality symbolizing the two different types of love. One of the occupation hazards of my profession is I myself fall victim to love at times. But I assure you, I mean you no harm.”
Harvi could not believe it. What was happening to his life? He had always thought MBA was the craziest thing that happened so far to his life. But now he was in a strange land inside a flying fortress made of muck, full of cows and horses like Noah’s ark. As if that was not enough, his sole companion was turning out to be a love God with a multiple personality disorder. Could things get crazier than this?
But then he was to discover that craziness had no limits for his next assignment was to steal a golden girdle from the waist of the queen of the Amazons. To what levels did he have to degrade himself to save the world? He felt like singing his heart out. But he knew that would only make things worse. What he needed now was to think with a clear head. So he decided to take a strategic time out. He and Eros huddled together and discussed for hours and finally came up with a plan. As the first phase of the plan Eros was to assume his Mynakos form and make contact with the Amazons.
For once he was glad to have Mynakos with him. It might be lot of men's fantasy to be surrounded by a horde of amorous women. But in reality, being the sole male among a tribe of predatory women completely starved of male company would be nothing short of a nightmare. Women tended to be territorial when it came to men and he would be literally torn to pieces. Mynakos on the other hand could safely approach them in the guise of a gay fashion designer.
The first part of the plan worked extremely well and Mynakos was admitted into the tribe. Harvi had given him a mobile phone and taught him how to use it. He constantly kept in touch with him through instant messaging and chats. The second part of the plan also had a commercial aspect to it. It involved creation of a market for mobile handsets. Myankos introduced the women to Web Television, Qvendo, Victoria’s secrets and fashion blogs. The mobile phones began to sell like hot cakes. Harvi priced them with margins 10-15 times the cost price and made a huge killing. Soon all the women were completely addicted to mobile phones. They spent all the time watching sitcoms on WebTV, researching the latest fashion or chatting with each other through the phones. Harvi was sure that Vodafone also would be making a small fortune from these women’s usage.
Now it was time to launch phase 3 of the plan. As the royal fashion designer Myankos had the power over the fashion trends in the Amazon tribe. He used his clout to popularize golden girdles like the one the queen wore. Soon almost every woman in the tribe was wearing a girdle similar to the one the queen wore. Harvi morphed pictures of women on the internet to include a similar girdle in their attire as well. Mynakos had to casually bring the attention of the queen to these pictures. Over time the queen began to feel the girdle was no longer the in thing and was becoming down market and common. Almost every Jane, Sarah and Mary was wearing it. So one day she got fed up of the girdle, took it off and flung it away disdainfully.
Now was their opportunity. Harvi decided to infiltrate the Amazon camp to steal the girdle that the queen had cast away so carelessly. Most of the women had got themselves too preoccupied with the pleasures of mobile internet and the security had become very lax. But just at the moment they were about to sneak out successfully, one of the women's mobile phone chose to run out of charge. She noticed them slinking away and raised the alarm.
The spell of the internet mobile was broken and they all came at him like a swarm of fierce bees. The fear of the viragos immediately unblocked a passage way inside Harvi’s head and all his emotions began to flow out freely in the form of songs. The women never know what hit them. They just stopped in their tracks, turned around and ran hither and thither. Eros was cowering inside the fortress in a corner with his ears covered. Most of the trees in the vicinity dropped all their leaves in fear. Finally when Harvi was done, the whole world sighed a breath of relief.
Soon Harvi and Eros were back to Mycenae with the girdle. The Greek king took the girdle gingerly. Harvi wondered what he did with everything he was delivering. He could see no sign of the deer, the mares or the cows anywhere. Possibly they were all put up in the stable he had cleaned. Anyways that was none of his business. He had to finish two more tasks and get back home.
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Picture credit : Amazons Picture