One of the teachers at school called in on yesterday and told the office that she won't be coming in as her husband was involved in a very bad car accident on the highway. One of her colleagues filled in the blanks. Husband dear was coming from Hyderabad along with a friend at around 4 A.M. Somewhere near Karachi, the car got slammed by a truck. The friend died on the spot, the husband went into severe shock with some broken bones or something.
So, naturally when mum told me about this I knew I might just have to do some more charity work. >.<
Coincidentally, that night, mum felt she should call up her colleague and give her best regards. However, colleague's cell was switched off. So, she called up the woman's best saheli (who for the record doesn't work for our school anymore. She got into some high-fi school teaching older kids)
Lo behold! Best Saheli was utterly confused about the husband predicament. Turns out, she was sitting right with them in a hut at Manora. They had just come back from a day of crabbing and boating.
The nerve of some people! They have no moral decency. You killed your husband's friend, and sent your husband halfway to meet him, just so you could go to Manora?
Today, when people confronted her, she fed them another bullshit story: "He came out of shock so I took him along with my friends to Manora to recuperate." Right, and Madam Pomfrey came and gave your husband healing potions to mend his bones right?
Sheesh. Stupid Woman.
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