Had one of those classic Indian train moments recently.
I specifically booked a side lower berth (you know, the small luxury everyone hopes to get). When I reached my seat, a woman and her husband were already settled there like it was their permanent residence.
She told me she had stomach pain and asked if I could adjust. Not wanting to start a whole coach debate, I agreed and moved.
About five minutes later the same person with the serious stomach pain pulls out a full biryani and starts eating like it’s a food vlog.
Meanwhile the husband keeps giving explanations I never asked for.
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