“It is a gain for one to renounce the friendship of fools,” fumed a companion, quoting Tamil literature.
“Why are you angry with me?” I asked.
“Not you. That stupid friend of yours. He took a loan from me citing your name.”
“Why did you offer him money before crosschecking with me?” I asked.
“I thought he won’t cheat. Anyway. How much you have got in your pocket?”
“Gimee. I will return tomorrow.”
“I can’t,” I replied.
“It is a gain for one to renounce the friendship of fools,”
I replied and escaped.