So one day, we were sitting in their overhead cramped AC section and munching our parathas. Next to us were a gujju couple and another girl.
Girl: (ultra sweet, fake scolding) Jijuuuuu…take good care of my sister OK……
Jiju: Smiles, fiddling with his smart and expensive looking phone
Sister: He takes such good care of me……And provides so well for me. And I don’t want ANYTHING from him. (Pativraata tone). I am satisfied with just the flat he got us in Juhu (Just? and she’s just satisfied?!). I don’t want ANYYTHING else.
NP to me: I hope she wants atleast some sofas for the house. Waise after buying a flat at Juhu, I hope he has money left over for that.
Sister (continues, oblivous I presume to me and NP and our conversation): No diamonds, jewelery and stuff. This is enough for me, I am happy.
NP and I: (nothing was said between the two of us. We were speechless)