“Why is the house in a mess?” “What’s the burn mark on the bedsheet?” “Where’s the beautiful cupboard I was using for six years?” It was a rain of questions from my fuming wife.
These women, they never change. You are my friend. You know that I am alone in Sharjah for one full year and the house will naturally be dirty. You know that the burn mark on the bedsheet was caused by my nephew while ironing his cloth. You know that the cupboard she claimed was beautiful actually had a broken leg and I gave it away to the watchman. No wonder, better halfs mostly turn out to be bitter halfs.
Anyway, I have very few friends here in Sharjah unlike the great Amchi Mumbai. But these few buddies are so loving, my wife is not allowed to cook at home. For two days, the buddies have been hosting lunch and dinner. Off to Chennai tomorrow. Will stay connected. Meanwhile, you have a great time.