For the last six months, every Sunday whenever I collected ironed clothes from the dhobi, I’d mock-chide Munna, “haan, you lost that blue salwaar kameez with the hakoba work. You don’t listen to me at all, eh!” And Munna would dutifully reply, “haan”. Then he would laugh and I would laugh, so completely useless my scolding.
Voila! The suit is back.
Will have to find something else to nag him about.