Like most other times, this time too, it had been my dumb-fuck of an husband, Mohit's dumb-fuck of an idea, which got me into the fucking fracas!!
Mohit's idea was of me dropping him to the airport in our extremely old 'weather-beaten-fit-for-a-junkyard' compact hatchback car, which in my frank opinion wouldn't have been allowed even in a scrapyard!!



















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