After she had put down the receiver…
‘Now who was that?’
‘P… who else!’
She gets ready in 5 minutes flat and rushes to the door.
‘Will be back by elevenish…don’t keep dinner for me’.
‘The same old jeans…don’t you have something that flows?’
‘O Maa, I don’t have the time to wear all that….besides he is out at the gate’.
‘Your ears look bare’.
'Maa…I can’t choose...besides what’s the need? I could do without something dazzling or dangling for now.’
‘Instead of arguing with me, go and wear something that doesn’t dazzle or dangle’.
She rushes in…
‘And while you are at it, wear a bracelet or something…’
She shouts back, ‘but I’m wearing my watch!’
‘But you have two hands, no?’
‘I give up Maa…what’s the point?’
‘What point? I like P besides who else can tolerate you?’
‘Huh! S is waiting along with P and I can hear them honking….BYE’.