He: Hey!
She: Moron!
He (Taken aback): What?
She: So you can't hear me now. Have I gone deaf?
He: If I can't hear you, I should be deaf not you. What's wrong with you?
She: See, I thought as much. I was worried if there was something wrong with me. I went home and turned on the TV and I couldn't hear anything. I thought I had gone deaf. Only when my mother came and told me, I knew the TV was on mute. You are so mean.
He (Wondering...): Why am I mean if you can't hear? I mean you can hear, but why am I mean?
She: So I am mean. Right?
He: No. That's not what I meant.
She: See. There is only two of us. You and I. Either something is wrong with me or something is wrong with you. Else why are we fighting?
He: It needn't be that way.
She: So you're saying there is a third person involved.
He: What? When did I say that? I meant to say we both can be right.
She: So I am not right.
He: Eh?
She: Yeah. If we can be right. Then we are not right.
He: No. Something is wrong with you.
She: Then I am not right. Admit it. Oh! Now I know. You want to find something wrong with me so you can move on.
He: What the... No way. Why should I move on?
She: Forget it.
He: No. Something is wrong with you... I...
She: Stop harping on it.
He: I...
She: want to move on?
He: No.
She: Then.
He: Let's eat.
She: Why did you buy two cups of corn?
He: For us.
She: You always buy only one.
He: I am hungry and so I thought...
She: So, I've been eating your food also all these days. I am a glutton.
He: Why are you so cranky today? Do you want to go home?
She: Ha! Go home! In your dreams. And what will you do? Kick-start the scooter of that tall, fair girl?
He: What? Oh! Whoa!
She: See. You are stuttering. And beaming like an idiot. You like her. You don't love me any more.
He: Ah! come on. You could've asked me. I am smiling because you've been acting funny for something as silly as my helping someone?
She: Not someone. That tall, fair girl. What did you do?
He: The electric start wasn't working and she asked if I could help. I tried for a while and then kick-started it.
She: She must have thanked you.
He: Yeah..
She: And she must've said I can't thank you enough.
He: No.. I mean.
She: I know.
He: And...
She: And she must've said we should meet sometime.
He: You are overthinking this. She smiled and left. It was raining.
She: Oh! that's why you bought two steaming cups of corn.
He: What?
She: Stop pretending. One for you and one for her.
He: Why would I buy someone two steaming cups of corn a whole day after it rains? After all she would've needed it more last evening than now.
She: See, you are thinking about her.
He: No
She: And you know she wanted to eat corn last evening.
He: I am just saying; for argument's sake.
She: So you want to argue with me.
He: No I don't. As for the corn, I bought it for us.
She: But you never kick-started my scooter.
He: That's because you didn't need it and if you ever needed it, I wasn't in office at that time. I wouldn't have known.
She: See. That's the point. And you ask what is wrong with me.
He: What's the point?
She: One, you are never around when I need you and two, you don't even know if I need you to help kick-start my scooter. But you were there when she needed you.
He: She didn't need me. It could've been anyone.
She: It could've been and yet you were there for her.
He: That's so silly. Why are you blabbering?
She: Ah! So I am the one who blabbers now. OK sir. I will leave now. Goodbye. You wait for your new sweetheart and you can talk all poetic-poetic stuff. I will go home, blabber alone and cry. I'll see how long this lasts.
He: But you said you are not going home.
She: I can do whatever I want.
He: At least eat and go. What will I do with all this corn?
She: Moron!
She then proceeds t empty a cup of corn on his finely combed hair before storming out. In due course, it all begins to fall – not in place.
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