Dolly and Brokers

But that was all yesterday. Today Dolly is thinking of what it means to make things go in the city. Take a look at her experience with brokers. Now that is a long story. Once she settled into her Nizamuddin flat she thought it would be heaven but she didn't take into consideration that Humayun would be there all teh time, and by that she meant --ALL THE TIME--. So the next thing she decided was really to find some space away from him, a place where she could sit some time and just think her thoughts. She began to get nervous about going back home. for one it was dark in that apartment, reall dark. She had thought about that before taking it but the need to take a ground floor had been paramount in her mind. She had to have a ground floor. What if one of them broke a leg. In thinking all this eh quite forgot about teh light. Light she really needed it just like she needed so many other things. But how do you get everything in 200 sq yards. No sir, it did not happen. And now with Humayun there all the time and it being so dark, she needde, desperately needed another flat. But then the chemist, the drycleaner, the lawyer, the doctor, etc and she realised she couldn't really move out of the neighbourhood. But getting a flat in the neighbourhood was getting exhausting. Her tryst with brokers giving her a lesson on Delhi that was nerve racking. Humayun of course smoked his proverbial pipe and said, what was there to worry about, it would happen when it had to. Grin and bear it, oooh salt on wound, Humayun