Husband and I sitting on the couch after a really long tiring day [at least mine was] at work. Kids are running around doing whatever it is they normally do. Father-in-law is across us watching B4U with feigned disinterest.
No one speaks, each sit in our own cocoon, not voicing concerns , all am sure revolving around the fast approaching dinner time.
Husband decides to break the silence.
He: Today Sukh [a colleague] went to the aiport, to go to India.
Me: Really? Didn’t they just all take a trip over the holidays?
He: Yeah. He came back to work at 4. No ticket!
Me: Huh? Ticket? What ticket?
He: [starting to laugh at my bewildered expression] Yeah. He went to the airport and there weren’t any empty seats, so he came back.
Me: [By now quite perplexed and extremely suspicious of this fast tale he’s spinning] You said India. It isn’t the greyhound rt?
He: [Absolutely enjoying this] haha, that’s exactly what I asked him.
So he says “arey yaar, kya karoon, mera ek saala hai des mein. Woh saala kaam kar raha hai Air India mein. woh bolta hai: “oye Sukh mere paas ek muft ka ticket hai, aana hai kya?” So mainey bola, ki theek hai, muft mein aa raha hai, tho chalke aayenge. Ek haftey ki baat hai, aur mera tho dimaag phut raha hai yeh naya CTO key saath. Pammi [his wife] ko bhi bada pyaar sey convince kiya.”
“Tho kal saala ney call kiya. Bola theek hai, kal ka afternoon flight itna full nahin hai, so pucca kar de? So main sabko chitti vitti bhej diya. Sab bye bye bola, arey us Sheetal [another colleague] bhi kuchh parcel warcel bhi diya, uska bhai ko dene ke liya. Sab liya, pack kiya, aaj gaya, sadey teen thak wait kiya, lekin sab ke sab humara janta log aa baitth gaye”
“Ek seat bhi khali nahin tha. Poora boli bistar bhi baandh liya, aur yeh haalat hei mera. Mainey socha ki chal, Jodha Akbar 200 rupaya ke andar acha sa screen desi bhai behen ke saath dekh sakte hain. Poocho mat!”
Delightful. Absolutely delightful the situations folks land in! Not to mention am energised and blogging about it instead of figuring dinner out!