A Fair Trade !!
It was very late when we were returning from the party. I was just feeling tipsy, there was a road-block and police were searching every vehicles.
After checking the papers of vehicle and my licence, the Inspector asked me
"piyaa hain kya..?"
"thodi si.. sir,,,,"
and he looked at my better-half who was sitting 'quietly' -for the first time ever since she boarded the car - at the far end..
"kaun hain ye lady jo saath mein?"
"merii biwi hain..sir"
"mujhe ulloo samajh rahe ho?, kya saboot hain tere paas ki ye tere hi biwi hain"
I thought for a moment...kya savaal pooch raha hain saala,... kahiin ye mujhko hanste hue dekha to nahin car rokte waqt?
road block dekhte hi ye shuru bhi kyaa thaa ''kitni baar bola hain,, mat piyaa karo, ghaadi chalaana hain.... ...... ....aur 1000 ka bhi chuuna lag gaya"
After a few seconds, I slowly stepped out of car, and took him aside to out of her earshot..
“sir, agar kisii bhi tarah aap ye saabit kar dein, ki vo aurat meri biwi nahi hain, to... - I gave him the car keys - ye BMW abhi se aapka, aur subah hote hii mere karol bagh wala bungalow aapke naam ... !!!”