The Missed Call ....

If it was a missed call on phone, it would not have affected us. But, it was a missed call from Jeetu's stomach that was full of shit. (LMAO). If you remember, I told you in beginning, both Jeetu and Shobhit didn't receive nature's call in the morning. So, its adverse effects started coming out from Jeetu. 

A.C was blowing cold air in full throttle and we were busy in usual bakar. Suddenly,

Me : Yeh ajeeb si smell kahan se aayi ?

Shobhit : Hey ram , kaun hai yeh ...... chi chi 

Me : Uff .... Put down the windows. let the fresh air come in.

Jeetu (woke up from silence) : It was me who did that.

Me : Screw you sale, tune to humain maarne ka full program set kar raha hai.

Shobhit : Sale, tu abhi jaa aur halka hoke aa.

I think that was the teekha Gol Gappe's effect that Jeetu started bombarding us with his silent missiles. He had already declared that he was going to supply some farms with his manure. He wanted to do the entire task in an open ground. I remember this dialogue from the movie Ishqiya : "Peepal tale paadenge aur Nadi kinaare haggenge , Pichwaade pe kya thandi thandi hawa lagegi" (ROFLMAO, I just can't stop laughing). The same dialogue must be going in Jeetu's mind when he declared that he is gonna shit in a farm.

Jeetu grabbed a bottle full of water, as Shobhit stopped the car after a heavy discussion about the perfect place to download his stuff. Jeetu went and got back after half an hour. Meanwhile, 

Shobhit : Yeh sala kar kya raha hai itni der tak ?

Me : Pata nahin bhai, lagta hai maamla gambheer hai.

Shobhit : Main to open grounds main kabhi kar hi nahi sakta. I don't feel comfortable because I never tried that. 

I was literally laughing like anything listening to all this.

Well, Jeetu came with a sign of relief on his face and hopped in and we began our journey back home. The roads were good and Shobhit was enjoying the drive. Soon we left NH-11A and joined NH-8 which headed towards Delhi. Crossed the Manoharpur toll and headed towards Shahpura where another incident was waiting for us.

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