Prashant yelled ‘Aabe kumbhkaran saale uuth jaa…first I will drop you at your bank and then go to my office’.
‘Ehh…what’s the time man?’ Anurag asked.
"It is already 9 am and unlike you; my office doesn't allow to start my day at 1 pm. We work like typical human beings; not like nocturnal creatures. Tum saale khaoge idhar ki and gaaoge udhar ki. Kudos to such ‘brain drain’ organisations.
'Aabe stop cribbing. It’s ok. But dude, at least don’t abuse my Arnadaata’ (who pays one’s salary)
both laughed.
Prashant started wiping his bike with a piece of cloth. It’s not an unusual scene these days. This moron illustrates an eternal love for his brand new jet-black Honda CBR 250. However, after he was fully convinced that his bike looked superb; they set off for the bank.
‘Shit!’! A Tata Sumo was trying to overhaul from the left, resulting Prashant lost his balance and both of them fell down on the road. Fortunately both escaped unhurt… not even a single scratch on their body.
They saw that the sumo stopped ahead and one heavily built man emerged out of that. His appearance didn't match with an image of a driver, rather looked like a goon of a typical bolywood masala movie.
“Aare…giir gaye kya? Malum nai tum saab chhokra loog kaise gadi chalate ho. Abhi halla nai karne ka. Ye lo 100 rupiya, tumhare left indicator toot gayi hai, marhamaat kaarwa lena. Aab bhago yahan se.” (Oh! You guys slipped off the track…don’t you know how to drive? C’mon…I can see your left indicator light has been broken. Now don’t make a show over here. Take this 100 bucks are repair that. Now get lost from here.)
The driver said and offered 100 bucks.
Prashant gave a momentary look to Anurag, then to his much adored bike.
‘Bang’…Without uttering a single word, he gave a tight slap to that man and said:
‘Now you take 100 bucks from me…aapni marham patti karwalena’.
