I was at a bookstore in Delhi when the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen walked in. She walked straight towards the Indian authors shelf where I was standing. She looked through the books, occasionally taking one out of the shelf and reading the back page and replacing it. She was judging the book by its cover - just like me. It was clear that she was looking for something in particular. For some reason, she asked me.
"Hey, have you seen that Abhijit Sawant book around?"
hahahahaha!! at the cost of being hammered by all the delhites.. but for being such an education hung up and centric city i have always found the most amount of Dumbo's in that city..
I once heard in a Bombay bookstore.. Man to his wife from across the book store: "Darling, Shakespeare le le kya?" I wonder what rate per kilo poor Shakespeare was going that day.
What a wonderful world...
ReplyDeleteI'll bet that was a massive face-palm moment.
ReplyDeleteHa ha!
ReplyDeleteHehe..that was some opinion.. ;)
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we need an overheard in new york for delhi... we NEED ONE.
ReplyDeleteha ha :)
ReplyDeleteYes. The part where they sleep together in the parachute hangar is particularly high-brow.
ReplyDeleteWere you visiting Musicland to buy DVDs or to eavesdrop on conversations for such 'intellectual-type' blogposts :p
ReplyDeleteThis happened to me a while ago.
ReplyDeleteI was at a bookstore in Delhi when the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen walked in. She walked straight towards the Indian authors shelf where I was standing. She looked through the books, occasionally taking one out of the shelf and reading the back page and replacing it. She was judging the book by its cover - just like me. It was clear that she was looking for something in particular. For some reason, she asked me.
"Hey, have you seen that Abhijit Sawant book around?"
hahahahaha!! at the cost of being hammered by all the delhites.. but for being such an education hung up and centric city i have always found the most amount of Dumbo's in that city..
ReplyDeleteI once heard in a Bombay bookstore.. Man to his wife from across the book store: "Darling, Shakespeare le le kya?"
ReplyDeleteI wonder what rate per kilo poor Shakespeare was going that day.