Perl and the Exploding Buffalo

Perl and the Exploding Buffalo

This is Volume-II of Perl’s Script: the comic adventures of Perl and Hari, the indefatigable technologist-entrepreneur-restaurateur-detective duo. They run a software company called Ruby Storm, a restaurant called The Tomb, have a pet talking buffalo called Jagan and are 'scientific detectives' on the side.

A buffalo in the city don't get no Pity...

Hari and Perl start a fire and a French restaurant. They land up with a homicidal Tulu-French cook and bumbling waiters and drive food critics and customers wild. Perhaps clinically insane would be a better description. A buffalo called Jagan enters the scene, and is converted into a four lagged bomb by the RATS terror group. As if that were not enough, Perl embeds him with an experimental eViagra chip which sporadically turns him into a raging bovine Romeo. Jagan disappears, and a desperate hunt through the streets, temples and malls of the city takes place to hunt him down, with four disparate interest groups: Perl & Hari to recover eViagra, a Japanese spy called Harriet Matasumo for same reason, terrorists from RATS to recover their buffalo bomb, and the French police on the trail of the cook. As if that were not bad enough, a detective hired by Perl's husband is trailing Perl and Hari to prove Perl's infidelity and win her estranged husband a hefty divorce settlement.

What leading book critics say about Exploding Buffalo:

Telangana Herald: We’re inclined to think it’s some kind of a book…

Farm & Ag Review: The author turns his attention from the herding of goats to the breeding of water buffalos, bringing the same scientific insights that he had brought to bear in the previous volume. A must-have for professional buffalo breeders.

Daily BJ: The word Sex is used six times, this time. An improvement, but this chap has far to go before we’ll recommend his books.

Come on guys, critics will be critics. Read it and make up your own mind. Don’t expect it to change your life – I mean, if you expect your life to change for $2.99, with discounts, what kind of life do you have, anyway? – But it’ll help pass the long hours on a trans-Atlantic flight. A lot better than sampling the free alcohol while elbow wrestling the fat fellow in the next seat.

Excerpt:

“Well, young lady?” asked Perl. “Having another go at Jagan, I see.”

“Yes, ma’am,” said Mata, too exhausted to argue.

“Didn’t I tell you his testicles were off-limits? You must fight this irrational urge for buffalo testicle curry. It is becoming a neurotic obsession with you.”

“Not testicle, brain,” mumbled Mata. “Bhutanese buffalo brain fry. Velly tasty.”

“So! You felt peckish for some brain fry, and you decided to de-brain poor Jagan? You can’t just help yourself to his medulla oblongata because the spirit moves you! I am sure he needs it.”

“Moo!” added Jagan He was attached to his cerebellum too.

“Yes. Keep your hands off his medulla oblongata, and his cerebellum and cranium as well, young lady. Do I have to ban you from his individual body parts?”

“No, ma’am.”

“Next time you have an urge to taste prime rib steak, oxtail, trotters…whatever, remember, Jagan is not your one-point convenience store. We have Johnson Market for things like that.”

“Johnson Market closed at 2 AM,” said Mata

“Well, that’s just too bad. Assuage your midnight hunger pangs with cheese and crackers. Stock your room with them. Desist from treating Jagan as your private larder.”

“Yes ma’am.”

“He is not a midnight snack.”

“No ma’am.”

“Moo!” added Jagan.

“Or breakfast, for that matter.”

“Yes ma’am.”

“Do I make myself clear?”

“Yes ma’am.”

“Very well, you may go now.”

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