Talk about a rapid descent into tripe ... with no end in sight ...
Hours of serial time and progress on all fronts absolutely glacial ... I'm married to this fella but best not tell him what I've been up to lest he go ballistic ... uh ... what would you call your own behavior? We should deal with matters in the proper legal way not the way you profess ... uh ... when was battery and assault in broad daylight not taking the law into your own hands (asinine as the law may be)?
Then, since it appeared that no good was to come of beating someone into an almost pulp, I guess it was time to confer with the family lawyer ... but it's in the nick of time, so, hey ... just hope they're not speaking to him on a Friday so we can at least get the right paperwork in place and keep the Big Bad Bhalla at bay ... oh, but the smiles at the thought of the stay order ... all except the evil dinlaw's!!
The Sethi Sari Bhandaar continues to be shut ... this even while we have every male member at the Pink Palace unemployed ... I guess hiring a manager would be unthinkable ... and Abhi's business school education is of little use in such matters ... but he has had an interview!!! When?!!! With whom?!!! That's for Sunshine Inc. to know and us to find out ... in the meanwhile let's scrape the bottom of the barrel to collect every last sou ... to tide us over until the advance request from the Univ. comes through ...
The Bigger Badder Dagar would have been better off by putting the papers through a shredder ... I'm surprised that the younger Mrs. Dagar did not gather up the remnants to get a feel for what was cooking ... but it was comforting to see her sneak up on that binlaw of hers and catch him in the act ... he needs to take some lessons in covert operations ... you don't go rampaging through belongings tossing stuff on the floor and then not hope to arouse suspicion ... but what can one expect of a fellow who thinks he's a modern day Beau Brummell ... with his polka dot cravat (in the middle of summer!) ... the ever present glowing white socks ... with dark shoes ... and the tika ...
Too many callow males ... hope they find those essential anatomical pieces that are on the lam ... just hope they're not lying in the same basket to create even more needless havoc as someone picks up ones not his own ...