Conversation in a Medical Shop

Do you have this medicine?

Yes, we do. Timmappa sir, give him all this.

Even beedi and cigarette shops are so big, and this is supposed to be a medical shop.

It should be big. The shop should be

spacious, so people will feel like coming here.

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

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

What year's medicine is that, sir? Last year's? Is it from last year?

Check the expiry date. It's for pregnant women, sir.

The baby should be born healthy. Yes.

Hey! Just like your ugly mug, your baby will be

born that way, you know.

No pill or tonic can make your baby look like you.

What's wrong with my face?

It looks perfectly fine.

Why are you getting worked up?

What do you mean, getting worked up? You came here first thing in the morning and called it a beedi shop,

a cigarette shop, whatever came to your

mouth.

It is what it is. Oh, come on. Why get so worked up over that?

Isn't that better?

Do you have saffron kumkum?

Do you have saffron kumkum?

I do, but I won't give it to you. Are you taking all this for the ceremony?

No, inside.

Shall I carry it in?

I'll take it myself, sir. There's no other shop with a Gowda in town.

What can I do?

How much is it?

Thirty rupees.

Thirty rupees. Do you have change? Do you have change?

I don't see any other customers. Where would you get change?

Thirty rupees.

Ten, twenty, thirty. Thanks.

Here, man. Stupid fellow.

Hey, Thimmappa!

What is it, sir?

Which son of a bitch said all this is from last year?

You did.

Me?

Yes, sir.

He called me stupid.

Correct, sir.

Correct? Oh, no! Oh, no! Oh, no!