AN ANNOYING HABIT
“How do you find your husband, dear?” asked mom to Jaya over phone. Jaya was in Hyderabad after marriage. The newlywed Jaya giggled and said shyly, “He’s good, mom. I like him a lot.” “That’s nice to hear,” said mom. “Only that he has one or two annoying habits…nothing important-will tell you when we meet next. And ha… he is coming over to Chennai alone next week on some official work…you can meet him then.” “Sure. We will receive Pradeep at the station.” *** Pradeep looked around the three tier A/c compartment with irritation. He hated three tiers-they were so full of people of every description-There was this large old lady with a large three storied tiffin carrier enough probably for the whole coach. She was accompanied by an immensely fat boy who kept looking longingly at the tiffin carrier. The appetizing smells emanating from there annoyed Pradeep even more as Jaya’s frugal dinner had already evaporated from his tummy. Luckily Pradeep got a lower