a nightmare!

i am still shaken!

so its my wedding day and clifton has agreed that it would be me taking the barat to NYC, and not the other way around. but just when we are getting ready to leave for NYC in a motorcade, an argument erupts amongst zee payee, sadna and maj bhai about Two Nation Theory and its lingering implications on the socio political undercurrents of the subcontinent. The barat is getting late and clifton's text messages are becoming increasingly threatening.

the argument is broken when scout calls in from clifton's home and utters choice epithets and some racial slurs on the speaker phone. but when we step outside to sit in the cars, we see NB boy busy taking the air out of tires

I woke up with a scream!