Like rain has it's way always and mumbai taxi fellas add their bit, its 8:30 pouring pm and we can't find a cab to VT. Stick your left hand out, then your right hand out, damn the boogie woogie, there's no luck. We crib and then we crib and then a yellow-black stops for us. When we're in and all settling down in to self-irrigating puddles, a guy with a bag on his back says "Excuse me, if you're going towards Churchgate, can I hop in?". Sounds Grrrrrreat, hop in! Rujuta didnt have wipers on her glasses and I'd like to believe I had kajal smeared on my lenses. Though we drove with him till Churchgate, we were too busy talking about the rain and oh mi god, the rain...! At Churchgate, the cab loosens and he hops out. "Uuummm excuse me, I don't have change... Should I like ummmm pay..?" We SAW him this time! Suddenly Rujuta blurts out "Nay, its okay. We're fine. Carry on. And you're not even all that cute, else we'd have asked you to pay in kind." Whaaaaaaat??!! Was fun!
We've forgotten his face.
He sure remembers more than just our faces.
Coming soon - 'Please take something from my cupboard. Please... Okay here, atleast keep my phone!!!'
2 comments:
hehe really funny :)
never knew that the girls with spectacles can be so blunt & sarcastic.
women never stops to surprise me.
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