Boss, are you there?....
Boss….
Hello, Zack! Is that you?
Yes, Boss. How are you?
Fine. Tell me, how’s you?
Rotting in Delhi with intermittent power supply!
It’s more than two weeks, we parted. Zack, I miss you.
Me too.
Do you know, this morning, I saw a lady walking her dog..
Boss, you saw the lady with the dog or dog with the lady? Be specific!
Naughty boy! An old lady with a Dalmatian.
You mean older than you?
Stop pulling my legs, Zack.
How’s life in Dubai?
Am enjoying to the hilt! Tell me, why did you call?
Is there need to have a reason to touch base with you, Boss?
No, you’re most welcome.
I felt like talking to you. So am talking to you now.
Nobody at home?
Your daughter is sleeping after burning midnight oil! And madam too. Too tired keeping a vigil on your daughter.
Hmmm.
You still not answer my question: how is Dubai?
It’s more cosmopolitan than Muscat which you had the privilege of living with me for five months. And more Filipinos and Pakistanis. Every second guy you bump into is from Philippines. Or every taxi driver is from Pakistan.
What’s Filipinos?
People from the Philippines. It’s a country. Like I am an Indian becoz I am from India, you know?
Oh!
Do you know Emiratis (the natives) are only 20 per cent.
20 per cent? What does it mean?
Dumbo! It means that if you meet five people on road, only one of them will be an Emirati.
Tell me, why you should meet five people to meet one Emi… whatever?
Forget it. You talk like Zoher!
Who… the Zoher in Muscat who used to jump whenever he sees me?
Yes. The same guy!
What happened to him?
Nothing. I just mentioned his name. Well, you did not tell me why u called…
Boss, …. Feeling a bit shy.
Come on. Tell me. Man to man…
Six months ago, in Muscat, you talked about arranging a mating session with a bitch…
Yeah. But we decided to pack up and leave, you know
I know. But you’ve forgotten or ignored my needs…. My physical needs.
Don’t worry. I will get it arranged in Delhi soon. Okay?
You’re great, Boss. You understand my genuine concerns. I miss you a lot.
Enuf buttering.
Boss, when are you coming to Delhi?
Whenever you send me a ticket, Zack!
You don’t need a cage – like me?
My foot! Haha! Bye, Zack!
Bye, Boss!
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