Ek saptah baad ...
NRI mania waali,"Sonali tum bhi aao na. Woh toh gayee. Tumhare jaise din bhar bachchon ka kaam karti reheti hai, khana banaati hai, bachchon ko padhati hai, woh bilkul change ho gayee hai. Woh bindaas ladki thi, kabhi nahin padhti thi. Ab dekho usko."
"Log badalte hain responsibility ke saath."
"Tum bhi aao. Tum Americans bade serious hote ja rahe ho. Come on yaar, have some fun, screw around for 2 weeks, we'll discuss the details over a couple of whiskeys."
"I'll come sometime. I want to show the kids Bheembetka, and old the touristy spots of Pachmari. Whiskey mere bas ki baat nahin. Aam ka panaa chalega."
"You are so boring. Have fun yaar. Pataa maine kya kiya, meri friend IAS mein hai, uski government ki international plan hai, Manhattan ka phone ghumaayaa. Uski mummy ne uthaayaa. Phir se lagaya, woh nahin uthaayaa."
"Phir kya hua."
"I can't call him any more. My friend got so scared she got diarrhea after I used her phone. She is refusing to let me borrow her phone. He is not responding to my mails. Kya karoon? I'm lost. And my husband is kicked."
"That is interesting."
"See it opens up so many possibilities."
"Hmmmm.....I get it."
- SDG
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