HIGH ON THE HIGHWAY
By Neel Anil Panicker
The interlocutor turned towards Inspector Sharma and began,” Sir, they say they’re driving on NH 24 when suddenly they heard a screeching sound as if a tyre had burst, and then their car wobbled for a while before crashing into the median. The next thing they know is they’re sitting here, in the police station.
Inspector Sharma shook his head disbelief as his gaze turned towards the two men who sat opposite him, and were staring at him as if he they’re aliens who’d strayed into the Earth.
“Liars! They’re lying. Simply playing a number. We’ve rifled through their Hugo Boss coat pockets. The passports say they’re from South Korea; the ID cards show them as senior executives of a Seoul export firm dealing in finished leather goods. They were heading back after an inspection of a leather factory in Agra. Ask them what they were doing half naked, hairs are dishevelled, missing shoes et al?”
At that moment, a constable breezed in and whispered into Sharma’s ears.
Immediately, Sharma sprang up from his chair and thundered, “Ok, the joke’s over. Send them for a medical test. Gay sex may be alright, but smoking marijuana is still illegal in India.”
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