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More the Merrier


It is as plain as the lady next door without makeup that man has to make himself unavailable to all others of his species, curse this invisible Chinese virus.

But then, how debilitating it is that we haven’t had a dinner at our favourite restaurant in nearly three quarters of this year? Imagine the travesty; the good lady hasn’t had the pani-puri at that corner kiosk either. And blast these grocery and vegetables suppliers who deliver the stuff at our doors; we could have at the very least gone out on that excuse. Movies? Forget it. We are watching some hazy antiquated fare on the idiot box where Amitabh Bachchan looked an awkward fellow who hadn’t a clue what to do with his hands.

Darn it, we decided to hell with the advisories on Covid19 which anyway are being dished out by those who themselves have been groping to catch the slippery invisible pest. Folks, it has been (and is) like they are trying to catch a balloon under a bedcover in a dark room. Or, trying to catch a greased pig in a pigsty. So, what did we do?

We said more the merrier. We called all our friends to a party, each bringing a dish that we had forgotten ever existed. I mean there was chocolate mousse. One lady brought in chicken stuffed with minced meat. And there was phirini. Had a great evening full of fun and frolic. And, alcohol flowing, of course.

Guess what? None reported corona positive at all.

See, how smart we are.   

Comments

  1. SamOctober 21, 2020 at 10:24 PM

    Interesting take on the current situation. In any case....it's a double edge sword....even after so called 'isolation' some guys have caught the Covid bug.

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