(...pls refer to the previous posts for initial part)
"No Mom, I am not gay. Why you keep asking these silly questions; I will stop calling you from now on" Mom was at it again, "Toh Puttar ji, why are you not meeting Dolly; she's so pretty. Her mother has called us on dinner again next weekend. Don't you like pretty girls?". " Maa I like hundreds of pretty girls, so should I marry all of them", I was getting worked up a bit. (BTW Dolly is just like her name - an exaggerated extension of Doll who spends more time in parlour than at her work. She can't digest her food unless she sees some 100 likes on her new DP on Facebook. Daughter of Mom's best friend so qualifies as a best match for me by default) "Yea do that only, at least I will get to see my grandchildren from one of them" she wasn't going to budge.
"Ok, today's match is over and you won, now I am getting late for office, bye god bless", I resorted to the last option and hanged it up. "You should meet Dolly now, who knows she's might be your dream girl " Amit teased me while coming out of bath. "Iss red towel mein toh tu Dolly se kam nhi hai meri jaan" it was my turn now. "Acha... and what about this Dollah" he said while showing his biceps, "Anyways what are your plans for the evening, let's have some DARU Joint". "Seems like Neha is not in the town" I inquired. (Neha btw is Amit's 6 yr old flame who has recently showing signs of becoming a fireball! )
"She's in town but I wanna have little space for myself" Amit was defensive. "Dude, I get it. So she needs space and asked you to F*ck off for some time" maybe being so direct isn't my best quality, "Anyways we will make out in the evening" I hugged him this time. "What" he took it literally I guess. "We will hang out baby, you always misunderstand my feelings". "Chal, see you at Mall road after work", he signed off.
"Give me a bottle of Smirnoff, yea Lime Flavour", the voice from my back sounded familiar. "Hey Latikaaa.... how are you doing....here", I couldn't get the right expression out.
"No Mom, I am not gay. Why you keep asking these silly questions; I will stop calling you from now on" Mom was at it again, "Toh Puttar ji, why are you not meeting Dolly; she's so pretty. Her mother has called us on dinner again next weekend. Don't you like pretty girls?". " Maa I like hundreds of pretty girls, so should I marry all of them", I was getting worked up a bit. (BTW Dolly is just like her name - an exaggerated extension of Doll who spends more time in parlour than at her work. She can't digest her food unless she sees some 100 likes on her new DP on Facebook. Daughter of Mom's best friend so qualifies as a best match for me by default) "Yea do that only, at least I will get to see my grandchildren from one of them" she wasn't going to budge.
"Ok, today's match is over and you won, now I am getting late for office, bye god bless", I resorted to the last option and hanged it up. "You should meet Dolly now, who knows she's might be your dream girl " Amit teased me while coming out of bath. "Iss red towel mein toh tu Dolly se kam nhi hai meri jaan" it was my turn now. "Acha... and what about this Dollah" he said while showing his biceps, "Anyways what are your plans for the evening, let's have some DARU Joint". "Seems like Neha is not in the town" I inquired. (Neha btw is Amit's 6 yr old flame who has recently showing signs of becoming a fireball! )
"She's in town but I wanna have little space for myself" Amit was defensive. "Dude, I get it. So she needs space and asked you to F*ck off for some time" maybe being so direct isn't my best quality, "Anyways we will make out in the evening" I hugged him this time. "What" he took it literally I guess. "We will hang out baby, you always misunderstand my feelings". "Chal, see you at Mall road after work", he signed off.
"Give me a bottle of Smirnoff, yea Lime Flavour", the voice from my back sounded familiar. "Hey Latikaaa.... how are you doing....here", I couldn't get the right expression out.
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