3. BHATTI AND HIS PASSWORD

Bhatti had a not-so-good relationship with computers. His wishlist regarding the use of computers was pretty shorter than an average individual. In fact, the list had just one item: watching films. Bhatti was gloriously patriotic, and that made him different from others. He belonged wholeheartedly to Punjab, and could die for his soil. He watched Punjabi films a lot, and had no bigger expectations from a computer other than offering a service of playing films. He considered the computer to be an inferior commodity, and put his natural social outlook above all. At a time when technology was kissing the pedestal of success, Bhatti gave more importance to friendship and brotherhood. Perhaps, that's one of the reasons why he has befriended my mind, and I have sincere respect for the individual.

Not deviating from the episode, Bhatti once bought a new computer after getting numerous suggestions from his numerous friends. Like every other individual, he wished to use a password on his machine. Not delaying a good task, he put a password on his computer to protect his important files which consisted only of films and a few unused softwares. Bhatti was happy. He was in the league of people who locked their computers with secure codes. Due to his social involvement, and negligence towards technology, Bhatti forgot his computer's password. He realized this when one day, he wished to watch a film on his laptop. He was worried, and so was the hostel. It was in the news that Bhatti had forgotten his computer's password.

Bhatti approached his friends, trying to get a clue from them as of what the password might have been. Can you just imagine that a person relied on his social groups to derive that one missing link between him and his password? Such was Bhatti. None could help. Finally, Bhatti asked a friend to reboot his machine. The friend was busy and asked him to come the day after.

The friend waited for a few days but Bhatti was nowhere to be seen. After a few days, Bhatti met his friend. 
His friend asked," Bhatti, you were supposed to come the day after. What happened to your computer? Did you do something?"

Bhatti replied in joy,"Oi, after you left, I tried a number of times, and finally, I was able to recall my password."

"Ok. What password did you put that it took so many efforts?"

"Oi, Yaar, my password was Bhatti, all in uppercase."

".........???" 

2. THERE'S NO SHORTCUT TO BHATTI

I know not if the introduction to Bhatti in the earlier episode was sufficiently justifying, because he is a man with a bundle of traits, which shall become clearer as we proceed through the episodes. 

There's no shortcut to success! Bhatti defied this truth, and he could defy it in the most perfect way possible because he believed in his decisions, although he never hesitated to correct them when he was wronged by his classmates.

One such incident relates to the days when Bhatti was pursuing engineering graduate studies at a prestigious engineering institute of the country. He was truly fond of films, and the only thing he searched for when he would encounter a computer was media players. One evening, he was watching one of his favourite films on his friend, Vijay's computer, and was deeply engrossed in it. A friend of Vijay arrived at his room to ask for a folder of simulation files. Since it was Bhatti who was using his computer, so Vijay asked him to do the file transfer. Bhatti was a bit distracted; he paused his entertainment, minimized the player, and quickly sent the folder to the drive. The friend asked doubtfully," Pretty fast, huh?" Bhatti felt that the question was out of his syllabus, and replied,"Ah! It's a new computer." The friend thanked both of them, and went to his room. A few minutes later, Vijay's friend returned with a disappointed look, and said, "Yaar, Vijay, the files aren't running. I think there was some problem during the transfer."

Bhatti now felt a tinge of irritation striking his irritation glands because he was having interruptions in entertainment. He uttered, " Oi, what happened? You still don't know how to open a file. Hand over the drive, I am resending it."

Bhatti once again completed his task at lightning speed, and advised," Insert it properly, and have some patience. I know you will do it this time." Bhatti didn't want him to come back for another query. The friend thanked again, this time in a tone of uncertainty, and left. Bhatti resumed with his participation in watching the film.

Around fifteen minutes later, the boy returned, and directly went to Vijay, and said," Please check my drive once. I don't understand what's happening. I am sure there's some infections."

Bhatti acted as if he didn't hear any bit of what was going on between the two, although deep down his heart, he knew he would have to pause again. Vijay took the drive, and asked Bhatti to plug it in. Bhatti was burning inside, but he controlled his might and fright, and put the computer in Vijay's control. Vijay checked the drive, and sighed furiously.

"Bhatti...why were you sending the shortcuts to his drive?" he asked.

Bhatti was perplexed for a moment. He knew he had done the transfer. "I transferred the folder that was on your desktop. I have seen you running your simulations using that."

"Bhatti, that is a shortcut. The actual files are in the source folder."

Bhatti didn't utter a word. He kept mum, and decided to talk to Vijay later.

1. INTRODUCING BHATTI

You have come across a number of social media memes, right? I mean, in the most general of all senses, and not pinpointing the exceptional individuals who file moral petitions against memes, humans are enriched by humour. Now, there are two classes of humour: one, that is born out of imagination or linked to the thinnest line between fiction and reality, and the other, a truth that can spontaneously bring out the laughter in you irrespective of your state. The name, Bhatti, is synonymous with the second category of humour. In fact, he is a comical quantity which requires no forced intentions to urge you to participate in a plate of laughter. He is someone who would love to search papads in a dish of papdi chat, and use those papads to furnish his desires of joining the Indian defence. Bhatti is like pure cinema; his actions are experiences rather than reasons of pity. A boy whose teenage halted in time, although his body grew to manhood. It's just like the dictums of Bhagvad Gita, where the soul is immortal and the body is temporary. In Bhatti's case, his mind that leads to humour from his unintentional errors is permanent, whereas, his growth as a person is imminent. Bhatti also realized that he was weak in engineering, but he didn't let his dreams of clearing the administrative services fade away. Bhatti is a legend in his own league, a legend who innocently parted moments of joys to people around him, and to people beyond his time when these tales were relevant, to someone like me. His legacy is unique: for everything he has done, he has never done them correctly, but he is the most correct person I have ever heard of!
The best part about Bhatti is that he admits his wrongdoings, particularly, those in which he contributed immensely to little acts of daily corruption of sorts. You must have never met a person like him with a free mind and a wonderful heart. In fact, keeping aside the seriousness of the hilarious in Bhatti, he is a person whose association can inspire you to imbibe the Bhattigiri in you to keep yourself away from your nonsensically serious problems. 
To conclude the introduction, I owe him a treat for his legacy has taught me the most important note of life which I have only watched in films and fiction, that is, to live a carefree life often, because life is only once!