Namesake

The crowded mid-day bus stopped at Vazhapadi and Abdullah stepped out with his kid. He asked the conductor to stop for a while, because his wife also needed to come out. The conductor asked for his wife’s name.

“She is in her green salwar,” replied Abdullah.

“The lady in green salwar, your husband is waiting for you.”

There was no reaction in the bus.

“What’s your wife’s name, Sir?” asked the conductor.

“We got in from Salem Old Bus Stand.”

“The lady in green salwar from Salem, your husband is waiting for you.”

The whole lot of people in the bus got impatient, so did the conductor. He repeated the same question with a wild tone this time.

“My name is Abdullah and this is my son Munna.”

The conductor, this time, cried aloud: “Ok, ok. Mrs. Abdullah, mother of Munna from Salem Old Bus Stand in green salwar, your husband is waiting for you.”

All of a sudden, a lady who had been sleeping all the while woke up and got down from the bus. Later, Abdullah, with a smile on his face, asked his beloved, “Why Shakeela, you slept in the bus again?”

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Based on a true incident.