Obituary to a bad Shah

The dead will march on, just us poor bald Asheeshaw will
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devote my entire life ...
to see that the ego and arrogance of people of your department is crushed and the department is brought to its normal wavelength.
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Interesting if he really comes up with something crazy, sues some Einsteins[NM] and Gauguins[UBAN] here and there, but I doubt that. This man, lone warrior, will die an insipid death, with the world oblivious of his sad and genuine cause.

I didn't know he did what he did to /bin/dull and Naq Ul Gurgh, but Kaks aka Kaka and me had a hard time too with him around. We infact blame him as one of the biggest reasons why we booted SURA (summer 2001). The fucker used to put up such a cute moustache infront of MB that all our complaints (dudes, we knew when things didn't work, and we didn't bluff) fell on deaf gray haired ears, rebounded, bounced back and forth between the bad Shah's shining black sadistic evil smirking teeth and banged us into nonchalance. He somehow convinced MB that he was in total control of the fucked up INCODE thing, every command worked wonders on every wire, we were a gadha-gaddha duo, "Chod na inko kyon summer barbaad karta hai? Chal chai peete hain, tu Eindhoven jaa, aake PhD de diyo".

May he test in piece. Amen.