So u have given the notice, ull b leaving in a month and voilla the attitude of ur landlord and land lady seems to change overnight. They no longer seem to have time for that courteous hi, hello or even that faint smile.
Suddenly your decibels seem to have multiplied manifold, u seem to be wasting too much water-enough to fulfill the need of three families and your electricity bill seems to be rising faster than China's economy. The biggest disadvantage is the stopping of that occasional supply of delicious sweets prepared by auntyji.
Saturday and the day of Sabbath, u seem to be welcoming unwanted guest- the to be new tenants and the "property dealers". Sometimes they wont even be snesible enough to knock before opening the door of your room and analyzing it with the crious eyes of a four year old. In a hushed tone theyll ask you how much you are paying, the frequency of water and elecctric supply, whether the landlord is good and blah blah.....
Suddenly your decibels seem to have multiplied manifold, u seem to be wasting too much water-enough to fulfill the need of three families and your electricity bill seems to be rising faster than China's economy. The biggest disadvantage is the stopping of that occasional supply of delicious sweets prepared by auntyji.
Saturday and the day of Sabbath, u seem to be welcoming unwanted guest- the to be new tenants and the "property dealers". Sometimes they wont even be snesible enough to knock before opening the door of your room and analyzing it with the crious eyes of a four year old. In a hushed tone theyll ask you how much you are paying, the frequency of water and elecctric supply, whether the landlord is good and blah blah.....
And finally the D day is there, u r all packed up and waiting for the transporter to come and shift ur belongings, and then auntyji comes and with a very sweet smile- trying to show up the that new lakme shade and the recently polished 32 pearls, she'll put up the prize winning question" Ja rahe ho?".....No aunty dear we are playing packing unpacking...forgot to invite you too.
And then the landlord will come...his patched vest trying to cover up that mound....and bellow"Hisaab"....and survey all the electrical fittings and the paint and all,u r handed ovr the bill.
U wld have never been as pleased to hear the sound of a truck in ur life....finally its loaded and u r ready....Good Riddance....think the opposite side must be thinking the same!
5 comments:
gawd, never knew u shared such awesome terms wid ur landlod... waise uncleji dikhte to bade sharif the... guess i'd have to give a second opinion to my plan of puttin up in a flat...
oye Puttaron..
aise badnam naa kar
waise... a good writeup.. i never knew you were so good.. my apolagies that i never read ur blog earlier..
awesome u rite pretty good satires
ur useage of words is excellent
game of packin-unpackin , polishin 32 pearls. lakme blah blah blah.....u rite like an xperienced riter
u shud carry on bloggin
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