I make no sense

Men have suddenly started looking fair and handsome, thanks to e-mami (enabled Mami) fairness cream. The pledge that we read in school something that went ‘I love my country, all Indians are brothers and sisters, every citizen is equal and blah blah blah…………. has finally been proved right. Men and Women are now equal in the real sense in India both have their own fairness cream. Now that my brethren have their own fairness cream they can come out of the closet and even if they don’t drink Coca-cola, they can live sar uthake.

I have gone crazy so I asked Dim if I have stopped making sense. He gave me that look which he gives me whenever I torture him beyond his endurance. About his endurance the little I say the better. So the look, it’s a hard, pitiful, scornful, I want to kick your butt and also slap you, is this really happening, can somebody please take her away…….. all in one look. Dim has mastered this look thanks to me. Finally he said, what is it that you want from me sir? Why do you keep asking such questions?

I asked Maxi the same question, he said I will tell you one thing, you have never made sense. That reassured me. Didn’t bother to ask Kathy, he is not at his insulting best, he is physically present here, but his mind is in Goa.

Today Ganju is back, thot will ask her. But she looks completely disoriented. This happens with Mumbaites all the time, they leave the city for a couple of days and when they are back the chaos just engulfs them and they go around with that dizzy look in their eyes for days.

It’s great to make no sense when everything around you makes so much sense. I know that did not make sense.