Let’s keep it. Who knows when we might need an eye-drop?
Abira (on the phone): *laughing*
Sarbajeet (on the other end): What happened?
Abira: Strawberries and a book went flying.
Two weekends ago:
(Peering into corners of the kitchen of a house she has stayed in for over six months): My God, there are, like, tube-lights everywhere!
Three weekends ago:
In fact, now that I think about it, my phone looks strangely like a bidet.