"Phenny bees rupaye"
"Phenny bees rupaye"
Pause...eye contact...He'll take it...
"Baauji Phenny sirf bees rupaye"
"Nahi chahiye."
"Mausam dekho bauji... Coke se jada swad hai... beer se kam"
"Oye chal na yaar . kuch bhi dekhta hai. maloom nahi kiska banta hai."
he wanted me to move and she know i'll pick it.
"Ekdan nethuural hai saab.. per kaa.. ek baar try marne kana na"
"Das wala hai?"
"Chutta dena saab"
She knows the customer and she knows how to sell.I picked up one almost muddy, used bislery bottle filled with pale white stuff. How can I throw ten bucks on this shit.Amazing, she know how to sell. She striked right on the nod, less then beer, better then coke, mausam, try once...,did i learnt some thing? Forget it Move to the beach.
We came here to kill one more weekend, better place to spend . Much better then Malad's near road, traffic filled fourth floor room.
Rick left us on the entry of a small village kind road and told to keep moving for beach.Small vendors, mostly villagers, were selling water bottles, wada pao, soft drinks, phenny ...
And now I see the sea, wow, bright and shiny.
"You drink this fucking shit, I am going in "
"Wait I too am coming, I'll take this fucking ... shit.. later"
