Conversation in a Medical Shop

Check if this medicine is available.

Yes, it is. Timmappa sir, give him all this.

Beedi and cigarette shops are so much bigger, and this is called a medical shop.

It's small.

If the shop were a little more spacious, people would feel like coming in, right?

I don't see any other customers here. It's just me.

Did I have to come here first thing in the morning? God help me.

What year's medicine is that, sir?

Last year's.

Last year's? Look, it's nearing its expiry date. That's for pregnant women, sir.

The baby should be born healthy.

Yes.

Hey! Just as your face looks, your child

will be born that way, man.

Your child can't be born looking like a pill or tonic.

What's wrong with my face?

It's very nice, isn't it?

Why are you getting upset?

What do you mean, upset? Every morning, you come in calling it a beedi shop,

a cigarette shop, and whenever you feel like it,

you keep talking like that.

I wasn't upset at all. Oh! If you get so worked up over everything,

it won't be good.

Do you have Kunkuma Kesari?

Do you have Kunkuma Kesari?

I do, but I won't give it to you. Do you think you can take all this for free?

No, shall I carry it inside?

I'll take it myself, sir. There isn't another shop in town, is there?

What can I do?

How much is it?

Thirty rupees.

Thirty rupees. Do you have change? Change, sir?

There aren't even any other customers. Where would you get change from?

Thirty rupees.

Ten, twenty, thirty. Thanks.

Look, man. Stupid fellow.

Hey, Thimmappa!

What is it, sir?

Which son of a whore told you all this is from last year?

You did.

Me?

Yes, sir.

He called me stupid.

Correct, sir.

Correct.

Huh?