Do you need money, honey?



 Here's me with my yet another Glose (40 lined poetry). I haven't counted the lines here, but will still call it a Glose, since it's a long one, but surely not redundant!



"Girls let's plan something for the weekend ", the hurricane in my girl gang group, started yet again.


Those several messages popped up again,

Yes! Am in, No! I can't make it,

If not this week, let's postpone it,

Girls, it's now or never,

I need a break, Please do me a favour...


Just like 2 negatives make a positive,

The No's were compelled to be productive,

Finally it was decided,

Flight was booked, the new protocol provided,

RT PCR for one vaccination,

Carry the certificates for two vaccinations,


Some shopping here and there, new outfits tried,

To stuff it all in, my bag literally cried,

Was about to leave for flight,

Dear Hubby, sneakily from the quilt late night,

Do you need money?

Or you already carrying it honey?

Is this a question for last minute to ask?

But I was shameless, I removed my mask,

Yes! by all means, I unzipped my purse,

Reaching his wallet, while handing me some cash, undoubtedly he cursed,

We reached the airport before time, all excited,

To the check-in counter, with faces delighted,

Where are the other two RTPCRs? the lady asked,

In the moment of heat, we literally basked,

But we both are double vaccinated, we argued,

From her position, she slightly skewed,

She said, You can't check-in, that's the protocol, 

Sadly we replied, But we have a flight scheduled, how can you stall?

She added, There's a make shift facility, 

You can do the test urgently, 


We ran to the said area,

In a flash of hysteria,

There were white apron cladded guys,

Questions popped..is it authentic? Is it authorised?

Do you need money? or is it for free?

Hoping for the second one, he would agree,

Ofcourse you pay, he sounded rude,

Said that too in a tone very crude,


We did the test,

To the God, left the rest,

After an hour, we got the reports,

With fingers crossed, there, ourselves we deport,

Negative, had made us glee,

To check-in counter, at once we flee,


The boarding gates are closed she uttered,

Our weekend plan absolutely shattered,

Put us on next flight, we urged the lady,

Do you need money? to pay we are ready,

Luckily, we got our tickets rescheduled,

Time for that group hug, we girls cuddled,

Each one thinking, dunno whose husband's curse worked,

Cause they all thought we were enjoying and kids responsibilities, we had shirked!!!

                                 


AUTHOR'S NOTE: Based on true incidents!

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