THE INTERVIEW: THE NUMISMATIST

Whatsapp in INDIA

Whatsapp is used by ALIENS in India to LEAK question papers of CBSE and Board exams etc. and to buy and sell LEAKED QUESTION PAPERS in every Indian state. (Even an Education Minister of India is not above having a FAKE degree certificate.)

Kishalay Sinha [G]

चमचा चमची

भारत यानि India is full of बेशर्म चमचे चमचियां of 420 aliens.

किशलय सिन्हा जी [G, भ, आ]

* BIGGEST CHEATING SYSTEMS - কৌশিক

BIGGEST CHEATING SYSTEMS

ELECTIONS by public voting and the present BANKING SYSTEM are the BIGGEST CHEATING SYSTEMS invented by aliens. (ALL political parties are run by ALIENS who work JOINTLY in secret against the human race. ALL banks are run by ALIEN cheats. Of course, aliens will soon become extinct.)

Kishalay Sinha [G]

5 VERY SECRET AND FORBIDDEN PLACES - Why?

পৃথিবীর অতি গোপন ও নিষিদ্ধ 5টি জায়গা যেখানে প্রবেশ শুধু স্বপ্নেই সম্ভব ৷ দেখার সুযোগ মিস করবেন না ৷ (7:11) YouTube

Taza News

I am sure that ALL the 5 forbidden places described in the YouTube video are connected via SECRET TUNNELS to ALIEN HEADQUARTERS INSIDE Earth (where ALIEN-made "HEAVEN" for the sexual pleasure of ALIENS and ALIEN-made "HELL" to rape and torture billions of male and female HUMANS are located).

Kishalay Sinha [G]

THREE SCOUNDRELS

TRINITY: Satan/Kr (late), Napoleon (NL), Alexander (PF) in numerous fucking reincarnations and backup clones over billions of years. FUCK!

The rapist scoundrels and their clones have shared and raped Eve for billions of years.

Kishalay Sinha [G]

Cf. Richard Connell:  THE MOST DANGEROUS GAME

Samuel Richardson: PAMELA

Mukul Deva: PAMELA

DELIGHTFUL PARODY SONG

Delightful satirical song on YouTube:

Sir Isaac Newton ("Alexander Hamilton" Parody)/tallerken (3:54)

Kishalay Sinha [G]

NORMAN LEWIS

'Some of us expect to live for ever.' - p. 282

I asked Daniel what Jonathan Cape liked about the book and he said, 'It's about abroad. He never goes anywhere except New York on business. The only books he really enjoys reading are about travel, and he said yours could have been one. He'd have probably liked it better if you'd have left out the plot.'

SAMARA was within a few months of publication when I made a second visit to Bedford Square, in early 1949, having been invited to lunch with Jonathan Cape himself. It had been mentioned by Daniel that that Irish stew inevitably featured on these occasions, and this was frequently burnt. Such authors as were favoured with an invitation to lunch, knew the place as 'Heartburn House'. Daniel George and the poet William Plomer, who helped out with the reading of manuscripts, were also to be there, and in a brief aside Daniel warned me that Jonathan had just returned from an Easter holiday at Eastbourne with his wife, of which we must be treated to a lengthy description. Both these men stood in awe of their employer who, having started work as an errand boy at Hatchard's bookshop, Piccadilly, had read as many as he could of the books he delivered and through them prepared himself for admission to the world of the famous and the great.

By reputation he was autocratic and blunt, but no-one could have been more courteous on this occasion. He made a brief but kindly reference to my book.

'And what are your plans for the future?' he asked me.

'I'm hoping to do something about Guatemala,' I told him.

He pretended not to have heard, and I repeated what I'd said.

Jonathan smiled austerely, and shook his head. 'Always write a book about Nelson,' he said. ' Never write a book about South America.'

Back in the office I tackled Daniel George.

'Do what he says,' Daniel said. 'Write a book about Nelson. He'll probably publish it. Jonathan has the market at his finger tips. If he says South America won't sell, it won't.'

'What about Peter Fleming's BRAZILIAN ADVENTURE?'

'The adventure sold, not Brazil. It could have happened anywhere. Most of the people who bought the book didn't know where Brazil was. In any case, from what you say your Guatemalan book is going to keep you busy for five or six years. What are you going to live on?'

I packed the Guatemalan material away for another time, and made a start on another novel, WITHIN THE LABYRINTH, describing the Machiavellian Italian scene at the end of the war.

A year later, having submitted the typescript of this book, another lunch at Heartburn House took place, incredibly enough just after Jonathan Cape had returned from holiday.

'So what's to come next?' he asked. 'Not Guatemala, I hope.'

'Not if you're against it.'

The outcome was an offer by Jonathan to back a book on Indo China and finance travel in the country for a journey taking up to three months. Jonathan also gave me an introduction to Peter Fleming at THE TIMES, who provided a commissioning letter without which travel would have been impossible in a country ravaged by war.

When in London I liked to stay with the Corvajavas. It was to this address that I arranged for the proofs of WITHIN THE LABYRINTH to be sent so that I could correct them before leaving [London].

The proofs, however, failed to arrive, so I rang up the publisher and was told that by mistake they had been sent to 4 Gordon Square. This was about a hundred yards away so I walked across to collect them, only to discover that a second Norman Lewis lived at this address, and that he, too, was a Cape author who had recently completed a hugely successful updated version of Roget's thesaurus. Unfortunately, I was told, the second N.L.  had left the country only two days before, and was presumed to have taken my proofs with him. Three days later I stepped down from the Air France plane at Beirut, where Oliver awaited me. 'We're  having a little party for you at the embassy,' he said, and minutes later I suffered a surprise from which I have never wholly recovered, for the first introduction was to the man with whom I shared names, who had stopped off at Beirut on his way to some Eastern destination. It was a circumstance that further encouraged Oliver's fascination with the paranormal, and inspired him to begin a work to be entitled THE MECHANISMS OF COINCIDENCE, although the book was never finished. - p. 49 - 53

Converted to Voltaire's viewpoint ... - p. 278

People had also been compelled or persuaded to part with their beloved ANITALS. [ANITAL =? a newly coined word created in sheer exasperation? ... "anitals" sounds
insultingly like genitals; ANI seems to have an insulting connection with ANUS. Pathetic, utterly futile rage. - G] - p. 284 

Michael - p. 247

(From Norman Lewis: THE WORLD, THE WORLD.)

I have just heard on CNN that two convicts with rather interesting names have been released after 12 years in prison: Michael and Christopher. (Aliens change their skin color to fool humans.)

Voltaire = Kr. = Sat.

"We have not yet learned to bring back life to a dead body ..." - Norman Lewis: WORD POWER MADE EASY (first edition; this sentence is missing in later edition of WORD POWER MADE EASY).

Inside shared room at Ravi Hotel in Bombay/Mumbai many years ago:

G: I want to find out WHY people GROW OLD and WHY people DIE.

Z: You think you could solve this problem?

G: We could try.

Kishalay Sinha [G]

Cf. Richard Connell:  THE MOST DANGEROUS GAME

Samuel Richardson: PAMELA

Mukul Deva: PAMELA

সিদ্ধার্থ = Siddhartha = গৌতম = Gautam = backup clone of original Kr./Sat.

BAND

Band না ব্যাঙ

কিশলয় সিনহা [G]

পাতলা

কৃষ্ণকে নিয়ে পাতলা গান আমি পছন্দ করি না কারণ আমার  প্রয়াত বাবা কৃঁষ্ণ ছিল extremely virtuous and maritally very faithful (without any extramarital affairs in his last reincarnation).

Kishalay Sinha কিশলয় সিনহা जी [G]

মেয়েলি

রবীন্দ্র গান গুলো সব excessively sentimental মেয়েলি গান which are nothing but ন্যাকামি ...

Kishalay Sinha কিশলয় সিনহা जी [G, ভ, আ]

G মানে Guwahati ইত্যাদি

ভ মানে ভারত (India) ইত্যাদি

আ মানে আসাম (Assam) ইত্যাদি

Balancing act by Master Tightrope Walker Who wants to ensure A LEVEL PLAYING FIELD because THE MORE THE MERRIER for Him? - G

মনে মনে গোপনে নিজেকে কল্পনায় তিনার অধর্মপত্নী/দেবদাসী (অর্থাৎ তিনার special বেশ্যা) ভাবা অশ্লীল কল্পনাগ্রস্ত চরিত্রহীন sexy নারী বেচারীদের unspoken চুলোচুলি বড্ড বিচ্ছিরি লাগে যদিও তিনার কাছে উপভোগ্য ...

ভগ = v.

Therefore, ভগবান = ... ... (না বললেও চলবে; hint: ধনবান, বিত্তবান)

বিবেকানন্দ / নরেন্দ্রনাথ = নর + ইন্দ্র + নাথ

রবীন্দ্রনাথ = রবি + ইন্দ্র + নাথ

Both of them CLONES of Krishna/Indra/Sat.

সুরেন্দ্রনাথ = সুর + ইন্দ্র + নাথ

সৌমেন্দ্র = সৌম + ইন্দ্র

Innocent-looking Raja/Kallol is the reincarnation (or maybe a clone, but I suspect he is most probably the latest REINCARNATION) of Sw. Viv.

Kishalay Sinha [G]

Aliens - corrupt politicians, government officers, faculty -রা badly cheated ছাত্র ছাত্রীদেরকে খারাপ ভাবে treat করছে - as if badly cheated male and female students are CRIMINALS - aliens রা যে 420 - এসব প্রকাশ হওয়া উচিত ৷

কিশলয় সিনহা [G]

কৌশিক

কৌশিক = বিশ্বামিত্র (কুশিক মুনির পুত্র)

There are MANY CLONES of বিশ্বামিত্র - প্রচুর clones আছে ...

आंसू

चारों तरफ दर्द की आंसू - अनैतिक दर्द ...

किशलय सिन्हा जी [G, भ, आ]

G = Guwahati etc.

भ = भारत etc.

आ = आसाम etc.

THE INTERVIEW: THE NUMISMATIST

There was a knock on the door. Before I could say 'Come in', the receptionist tiptoed in, shutting the door behind her.

'A Mr Towers to see you,' she whispered.

'Has he an appointment?'

'No. He won't say what he wants either. He just said he wanted to see you. Shall I say you are busy?'

The door opened again — without a knock — and in walked a hulking man in shirt sleeves. He was followed by a blonde in her fading forties and a little girl.

'Hello there! I see you are going to have your morning coffee and I thought I'd join you. Towers is the name, Stan Towers. And this is my wife Margery and little Pam. Say hello, Pam.' [How is Pam related to Stan? Cf. Adam, Lilith/Pamela, Eve/Margaret tortured by Satan/Kr. (late) and his gang Michael, Peter etc. for billions of years. - G]

Pam said hello and collapsed into the leather chair sucking a lollipop. I shook hands with Margery, who produced a weary smile. She sat down on the arm of Pam's chair and stared at the wallpaper, looking utterly bored.

'Cream and sugar for me and the wife,' said Mr Towers, dismissing the receptionist. 'Pam'll stick to her lollipop, won't you, Pam?'

Pam sat up, pulled out a dribbling lollipop to say a slow motion 'Yeah', and collapsed into the chair again.

'I am a numismatist. Do you know numismatism? Of course you do. Silly of me to ask.'

I smiled nervously. Of course. Of course.

The door opened. The girl brought in coffee and biscuits. I felt like a boxer saved by the bell on the count of nine.

'Oh, Miss Forbes, will you give this chit to Miss Merriman?' I scribbled a small note and slipped it in her hand.

Towers returned to the assault.

'There were things in Mohenjodaro which would be of enormous interest. Banerjee must have written about these. You know Banerjee? Silly of me to ask. You must have heard of him.'

'I have seen Dr. Banerjee' s book on the excavations at Mohenjodaro. It was Dr. Banerjee, wasn't it?' I queried dubiously.

'I don't know about this one. Didn't know he was an archaeologist as well.'

The door opened once more. Miss Merriinan came in holding an open book. Her glasses were balanced on the tip of her nose. She just smiled at the Towers and mumbled.

'Numismatics. Numismatics. Here we are — from the Latin word numisma; pertaining to or relating to ...'

'I was telling you about Mohenjodaro,' I burst in quickly, pretending to read out of the dictionary. 'Mohenjodaro has yielded valuable material to the numismatician.'

'Aha,' exclaimed Mr Towers, 'I said so, didn't I? Let's see — is that Banerjee's book?'

Before I could do anything, Mr Towers had the dictionary out of my hand.

(From "The Interview" in THE PORTRAIT OF A LADY Collected Stories, by Khushwant Singh, RAVI DAYAL/PENGUIN BOOKS.)

IAS

IAS posts are given by aliens to aliens. - G