This isnt the story of a guy travelling from washington to dhobitalao, Mumbai. Its how a conversation can digress from washington to dhobitalao.
Have you ever just blabbered or talked on for a while without making any sense in the conversation but yet having an underlying link to the flow of topics. Yes a lot of people start...
hey i got this amazing drilling machine... now i can get rid of the plank and the ants wish i could just shoot the ants down.. boy i need a machine gun.....
get the drift ???
yes well so this guy talks about washington then says mebbe they were washing by the tonnes out there.. mebbe washington was their dhobi talao...
if only the world could come up with better dreams for people like our pal here.
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