SUNDAY BLUES
' ' ' I'm tired of being tired of being tired ' ' '
-- Lil Baby
-- Lil Baby
/* The four of them are sitting in their living room on a Sunday afternoon, watching an old football match, lazying around. */
Anudeep: What the fuck was that cross, dude? Eriksen should retire.
Kabi: Yeah, so should Iniesta.
# Anudeep looks at him cheekily
# All of a sudden a Kingfisher comes and sits on their balcony railing. All 4 of them start glaring at the bird
Sid: Beeauutiful, dude!
Kabi: Look at her wings!
HE: How do you know the gender?
Kabi: Does it matter, motherfucker?
# Sid takes his phone out from his pocket to capture a picture and as he does that, the Kingfisher flies away
Anudeep: Aur aise hi ud gaya wo, hume akela chod ke. . . Kitna sahi hai na inka, jab mann chahe ud jao, jiske upar chahe tatti karo. Mast hai!
# Kabi asks Anudeep
Kabi: If you could have JUST one super power, what would it be?
Anudeep: Obviously, flying
Kabi: What about you, Sid?
Sid (excited): Wo fantastic 4 me jo aag wala tha na wo!
Kabi: Unrealistic 😑
HE: What would you choose, huh Kabi?
Kabi (Confidently): Immortality
HE: BO-RING!
Kabi (Vehemently intrigued): How?
HE: You see, the urgency of accomplishment. The need to express love. . . NOW and not later. If we live forever then why even get out of bed in the morning, because you'll always have tomorrow. That's not the kind of life I want to lead.
Kabi (Succumbing): Chill. Nobody's giving you immortality anyway.
HE: Although, I would love it if my toilet seat was up every morning I entered the bathroom.
# HE makes this insinuation as HE looks at Anudeep
Anudeep (Retracting): What?! I like to sit down and pee!
HE (Argues): But you can always put it back up again!
Sid (Out of nowhere): Maggi kaun kaun kha raha hai?
# Everyone unanimously says 'Mai'
# Sid walks into the kitchen and open the top drawer only to find out the Maggi packet has just one piece left in it.
Sid (yells): Niche se jake Maggi lao koi!
Anudeep: Chod mai nahi kha raha.
HE: Haan, mai bhi nahi kha raha.
Kabi: Merko bhi kuch khaas bhook nahi hai.
Sid (To himself): Besharam lode hain sab k sab, kuch nahi ho sakta is desh ka!
--- X ---
The randomness is what makes it work. One minute it’s football, then philosophy, then toilet seats, then Maggi. That’s exactly how real conversations flow.
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