A conversation that a friend overheard in the local train:Girl 1: When are you getting married?
Girl 2: See, I am 16 now. So… (counts on fingers) Love marriage toh 25, Arrange marriage toh 26.
Girl 1: (sad) Mera toh Masters karte hi itna late ho jayega. Matlab tu mere se pehle shaadi karegi. Phir tu apne husband ke saath aayegi meri shaadi ke liye. Main RED sari pehenke naachungi tere saath.
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