Dr. Suresh Kumar Mishra ‘Uratript’
Dr. Suresh Kumar Mishra, widely known in the world of satire by his pen name ‘Uratipt’, expresses his emotions and thoughts with profound honesty and depth. His multifaceted talent is evident in his contributions across various literary genres. He is not only a renowned satirist but also a poet and a children’s author.
His satirical writings have earned him a special place in the literary world. His satire, ‘Shikshak Ki Mout’, went massively viral on the Sahitya Aajtak channel, garnering over a million views and reads—a monumental achievement in the history of Hindi satire. His collection of satires, ‘Ek Tinka Ikyavan Aankhen’ (A Straw and Fifty-One Eyes), is also highly acclaimed and includes his timeless work, ‘Kitabon Ki Antim Yatra’ (The Last Journey of Books). Other celebrated collections include ‘Mayaan Ek, Talwar Anek’ (One Sheath, Many Swords), ‘Gapodi Adda’ (The Gossiper’s Den), and ‘Sab Rang Mein Mere Rang’ (My Colors in Every Hue). His satirical novel, ‘Idhar-Udhar Ke Beech Mein’ (In Between Here and There), is a unique and groundbreaking work focused on the third world.
His significant contributions to literature have been widely recognized. He was honored with the Best Young Creator Award, 2021 by the Telangana Hindi Academy and the Government of Telangana, an award presented by Chief Minister K. Chandrasekhar Rao. The Rajasthan Children’s Literature Academy also honored him for his children’s book, ‘Nanhon Ka Srijan Aasmaan’ (The Creative Sky of Little Ones). Additionally, he has received the Vyanga Yatra Ravindranath Tyagi Sopaan Samman and the Sahitya Srijan Samman from Prime Minister Narendra Modi.
Dr. Uratript has also played a pivotal role in writing, editing, and coordinating a total of 55 books for the Government of Telangana for primary school, college, and university levels. His work is included in university textbooks in Bihar, Chhattisgarh, and Telangana, where his satirical creations are part of the curriculum. This recognition underscores that young readers can identify and appreciate quality and impactful writing.
Key Accolades and Works
- Viral Satire: ‘Teacher’s Death’ (over 1 million views)
- Satire Collections: ‘Ek Tinka Ikyavan Aankhen’, ‘Mayaan Ek, Talwar Anek’, ‘Gapodi Adda’
- Unique Satirical Novel: ‘Idhar-Udar Ke Beech Mein’
- Awards: Shreshtha Navyuva Samman (Telangana), Sahitya Srijan Samman (PM Modi), and more.
- Educational Contribution: Authored and edited 55 books for the Telangana government.
Some precious moments of life
- Honoured with ‘Shrestha Navayuvva Rachnakar Samman’ by former Chief Minister of Telangana Government, Shri K. Chandrasekhar Rao.
- Honoured with Oscar, Grammy, Jnanpith, Sahitya Akademi, Dadasaheb Phalke, Padma Bhushan and many other awards by the most revered Gulzar sahab (Sampurn Singh Kalra), the lighthouse of the world of literature and cinema, during the Sahitya Suman Samman held in Mumbai.
- Meeting the famous litterateur Shri Vinod Kumar Shukla Ji, honoured with Jnanpith Award.
- Got the privilege of meeting Mr. Perfectionist of Bollywood, actor Aamir Khan.
- Meeting the powerful actor Vicky Kaushal on the occasion of being honoured by Vishva Katha Rangmanch.
Today we present his satire The Silent Wi-Fi Master.
☆ Witful Warmth# 111 ☆
☆ Satire ☆ The Silent Wi-Fi Master… ☆ Dr. Suresh Kumar Mishra ‘Uratript’ ☆
In the quiet suburb of Green Meadows, Mr. Kapoor was considered a neighborhood legend, not for his past career as an accountant, but for possessing the most powerful, unhackable Wi-Fi connection in the entire locality. His router signal was so strong that people three houses away could stream movies without a single second of buffering.
The catch? Mr. Kapoor refused to share the password with anyone. He guarded it like a state secret, believing that providing free internet to neighbors would corrupt their moral discipline and make them lazy.
This created a covert operation among the local teenagers, led by young Aryan. For months, Aryan tried every trick in the book: guessing basic combinations like ‘Kapoor123’, dropping fake delivery boxes with phishing notes, and even offering to clean Mr. Kapoor’s garden for free while trying to peek at the back of the router. Nothing worked. The network remained locked behind an impenetrable fortress of military-grade encryption.
Then came the night of the big final match of the World Cup. Just ten minutes before kickoff, a massive storm hit the neighborhood, knocking out the local cable TV network. Chaos erupted. Desperate neighbors gathered near Mr. Kapoor’s front gate, peering through the window. Mr. Kapoor’s house was lit up, and his smart TV was seamlessly streaming the pre-match analysis in glorious high definition.
Aryan decided to execute his final, desperate gambit. He walked up to the front door, knocked politely, and handed Mr. Kapoor a freshly baked hot box of homemade garlic bread made by his mother.
“Mr. Kapoor,” Aryan said with pure, innocent reverence. “We know you won’t give us the password, and we respect your principles. But could you at least do us the honor of letting my elderly grandfather sit on your porch? He has watched every World Cup final since 1975, and his heart will break if he misses this one.”
Mr. Kapoor’s stern face softened. He looked at the frail old man waiting by the gate, sighed deeply, and opened the door wide. “Bring him in. In fact, all of you can stand near the doorway. But no phones! Watch the TV!”
The entire neighborhood crowd squeezed into the living room, cheering quietly as the match unfolded. It was a nail-biting finish. In the final minute, as the winning goal was scored, the entire room erupted into wild cheers. People hugged each other, laughing and celebrating.
During the excitement, Aryan’s grandfather leaned closer to Mr. Kapoor, tapped him on the shoulder, and whispered with a warm smile, “Thank you, Kapoor. By the way, your password ‘GarlicBread1975’ is very creative.”
Mr. Kapoor froze. He looked at Aryan, who was quietly holding his phone under his jacket, displaying a full-bar Wi-Fi icon.
Aryan smiled sheepishly and said, “Sir, you only softened when I mentioned garlic bread and the year 1975. It was a logical deduction.”
Mr. Kapoor looked at the boy, then at the happy crowd still celebrating in his living room. He cracked a rare, genuine smile, raised his tea cup, and said, “Well played, Aryan. But tomorrow, it changes to ‘ColdSamosa2026’.”
The entire room burst into loud cheers and applause, honoring the neighbourhood’s ultimate tech showdown.
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