Me:
Grwwwl. Mrrphl. Whine. I need more sleep. I haven't slept properly in forever.
Him:
I know re. Tonight I'll stay up and put you to sleep, and then sleep.
Me:
Oh yes? How will you do that re? Lalla-lalla-lori, doodh ki...snore, snore, snore.
****
Him:
(looking through Facebook)
Oh, so this is her husband kya?
Me:
No that's just some guy she thought it'd be fun to pose for karva chauth with.
Him:
Arre. I just thought her husband looked different.
Me:
This is the same guy, V2. Post marriage version.
****
Him:
(to a friend)
Chal yaar, let's go hiking in Eastern Europe.
Friend:
We decided to do that before we got married, then we all went and got married.
Him:
Toh kya, we can go anyway! They won't mind. (turning to me) By the way, baby...
Me:
Bye.
****
*****
Him:
That movie went on and on forever.
Me:
Yes. And then there was an interval!
*****
Him:
XYZ College is receiving the same number of applications... but it has more seats open. So now 4 out of every 10 people are hired. Imagine, quality and standards will drop.
Me:
Ok so I'm going to give it another two years and then apply. I'll be class topper. Companies will queue up to hire me. It'll be AWESOME. Oh hey, you know what we should do? Sign up to college together. We'll bitch about everyone else, compete to be at the top... it'll be so great. We can tell our kids we went to school together.
Him:
Who has the money to fund college for both of us re?
Me:
We don't have kids! Let's loot that money. Ok chalo, not XYZ college, but ABC college toh we can afford.
Him:
Haan. ABC college has some standard also.
Me:
Yeah snooty elitist pricks go there.
Him:
Haan but kuch toh baat hai unme.
Me:
Exactly! Just like us, basically.
*****
... And this is why I deserve my own blog. Because I'm just so much more profound.