The adventures of Basanti

So…. it’s sunday evening. Arno and me are driving back home after car-o-bar. The two of us are slighly buzzed. There’s a calf on the road ahead:

Arno: Saamne kutta hain ki gaay hain?

Me: Gaay… ka bachcha

(after a couple of seconds)

Kutta ka baap

(Both laugh crazy inebriated man giggle)

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About teevramadhyam

'I became insane with long intervals of horrible sanity' -Poe
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