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[overhearduberpool]

Thieves at home

“Hello. Haan. I’m fine. Mein kya karu? I don’t know. I didn’t even know what to do next, yaar. I called Salman and wo call nahi uta raha tha. He was at work, probably. I called Pallavi, then, but it was too early in the day for her. Fir I called you. Haan. I don’t know what. He was so weird. Subah subah 7 baje uta diya. I slept at 6, yaar. Presentation kar rhi thi and 6 baj gaya. Fir I slept for barely an hour. Wo ek to muje itna jaldi uta diya. Upar se who goes through someone else’s wallet? It’s personal, yaar. Nahi, nahi, pehle to kuch bola nahi wo. Pehle puch tha, didi, paise de do. Maine bola I don’t have any. Then he says, I already checked, you have more than five hundred. Itna ghussa aaya na meko. You know na, I don’t check my wallet. I don’t do that. Maine bola usko, dekh agar main ja kar dekhi aur five hundred se ek paise bi kam hota to ghussa ho jaungi. And I don’t even know if he was lying. What if there was actually more and he already took some money. I don’t know. Mein kya karu? Ghar chod dun? Haha. Kaha jaungi main? PG jau? Waha bi safe nahi h. Theft hota h. Akele rahu? Main khud saaman ghuma dungi. Haha. I don’t know, yaar. Mummy se bolungi to wo fir depress ho jaegi. I don’t know. Chal, I’ll call you back. I need to get down.”

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[overhearduberpool]

Couple of Prawns

“Are we going to Sultan of spices?”

“I was thinking Chinese.”

“...”

“I love prawns.”

“...”

“What?”

“You love me... you love prawns...” 

“Hahahaha, omg, stop it, I love prawns. So? It’s food. Of course I love prawns... And I love you too.”

“Just saying, babe. Prawns are not pretty.”

“What the fuck, man. Prawns are tasty. They don’t have to be pretty.”

“Am I tasty?”

“Shut up.”

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