Prediction of KDMH - Page 3

Kakun: I am not talking about modern devices being worthless, I am talking about being primitive. But your materialistic brain isn't going to understand that, Rahul.

Rahul: Yeah, of course it isn't. No intelligent person is going to understand why you want to live in an ancient society. They had no electricity, nothing.

Kakun: Yes, Rahul, we all know how fond you are of electricity. Why didn't you marry the refrigerator instead of me? Electricity and food. You'd have been the happiest guy in the whole wide world.

Rahul: All I'm saying is that you should try the damn thing. It's sensible.

Kakun: And completely unnecessary. We already have on of those, and it's working out just fine. Besides, why are you complaining? You get what you need, so leave the rest to me.

Rahul: Well, you see, Kakun, there's this thing called being concerned about my wife.

Kakun: You should rather be concerned about the amount of money you're trashing on it. Now see, that's something to be worried about; you spending money. Because they don't rain down on us from a pretty blue sky.

Rahul: Money's not a problem.

Kakun: It is for the poor family sleeping on the streets. But why am I telling you this? The minute we start talking about someone not named Rahul, it's like a buzzer goes off in your head, blocking out all voices except your own.

Rahul: Oh, please. You know that's why I'm always sweating when I think about putting a smile on your face. Because you end up eternally removing mine.

Kakun: Yes, you should have married someone with less brain and more air between her ears. She would embrace all this garbage you cash on.

Rahul: But I married you. And you know what, you should be happy about having a husband who cares about you this much-

Kakun: Rahul, husbands like you don't hang on the trees, they swing from them.

Rahul: I love you, too.

Sid hears them arguing and enters:

Sid: You guys, what's going on here?

Kakun: Sid Bhaiyya, good that you're. I have to ask you-

Rahul: No, I will. Sid, listen, do you think it's really that wrong of me to buy my wife a laundry machine, so that she doesn't have to wash my clothes manually?

Deep silence, both Rahul and Kakun staring at Sid, waiting.

Sid: You've been yelling at each other for 45 minutes about this?

Rahul and Kakun: Yes.

Kakun: Well, I just don't see why it's necessary. We already have one machine and it might not work properly, but I like washing his shirts manually, so why did he spend thousands on some robot, which God knows how to work?

Rahul: It's not about the bloody machine. It's the thought behind it.

Kakun: What thought, Rahul? Because, obviously, a person has got to be brainless in order to spend thousands on an ugly gray thing with too many buttons to count. Especially when there's already an ugly gray thing in the house, which by the way did not cost a fortune.

Rahul: Because it's worthless.

Kakun: Your brain is worthless.

Rahul: Well, thank you. Is that coming from the woman who claims to love me?

Sid: Rahul-

Kakun: No, it's coming from the woman who wants to take this machine and dump it on top of you.

Sid: Kakun-

Rahul: You're so old-fashioned, you know that? Washing clothes manually? What are we living in? The 12^th century?

Kakun: Excuse me? Dadu happened to be really proud of my laundry skills.

Rahul: I'd be prouder if you'd use the damn machine.

Sid: You guys-

Kakun: I told you. You're taking this metal-box back.

Rahul: Over my dead body.

Kakun: That can be arranged.

Sid gives up and leaves the room.