Short Tales

People ask me from where do
I get the idea to write
all such tales.
I always want to mention
their name but then
I cut it short and
say “I feel DEEP”

She: Shall I ask him out?
He: Yeah sure, why not?
She: Okay then I shall text him.
He: Yo, do asap.

He: So did he reply?
She: No. Do you think I shall call him?
He: Definitely. You must express out.
She: Okay Thanks yrr. Love you.
He: Love you too

He: So what was the reply?
She: He said he will see to it.
He: Crap. Leave him.
She: Yo buddy

He: Friendship
She: Love
He: Respect
She: Teacher
He: Food
She: Joey
He: Job
She: Worship
He: Marriage
She: ………
Sometimes words are enough
for a best friend to
understand your
problems.

From a selfless greeting card
to a selfish debit card
we all grew up.

“Ohh! how will you understand
my pain, he isn’t your son,
you selfish lady”
– a women scolded the doctor
on emergency duty.
“He will be fine ma’am” – the
doctor replied in a calm tone
signing the consent to donate
her dead son’s heart to this
women’s son.

He took her out for dinner.
She kept looking at him with
sparkling eyes while he pulled
the chair for her and made
her comfortable.

Fathers do set very high
standards for any guy
to match.

You still need to pollute the air
for an air purifier to work.

“I want to have a chocolate.
But I don’t have money”
– he said
“Go for it. I will pay for that”
– his sister replied.

That is the only time when a
man doesn’t question a
woman paying his bills!

“I want to dress like a princess,
get me this” – she said
“You are already my princess”
– The father of the To be
bride said.