Pupu Germs.

Pupu called me after a really long time yesterday. She called to tell me she was back from Puri.

Me: Do you have an amazing tan?

Pupu: No. I didn't go to the beach.

Me: *silence*

Pupu: Ya.

Me: What did you do?

Pupu: I sat inside the room and ate and slept.

Me: You didn't go to the beach even once?

Pupu: No ya. But I did go see a temple.

Me: What was it like?

Pupu: Disgusting.

Me: Yeah, I heard Puri temples were. Okay. Do you want to come over this afternoon?

Pupu: No ya. I'm sick.

Me: Sick?

Pupu: Sore throat.

Me: Oh.

Pupu: I'm really bored being stuck at home.

Me: Don't worry, Pupu. I'll come over and see you.

Pupu: Great ya.



So I, despite the terrible heat, got into a cab (no Sabir since it was Sunday) and got myself to Pupu's house. The cab driver didn't even have change. I had to exchange money from a passing stranger. Then I nearly got run over while crossing the road.

Now I don't want to imply that Pupu isn't worth the trouble I took. Of course she is. She's pure delight. I got to her house and she was there waiting for me and we hugged and squealed because we hadn't seen each other for more than two months.

Then I sat and told her all about my holiday and she sat and told me all about her boyfriend and then we ate an entire slab of chocolate and felt very sick.

She sat quite close to me and because I have a crap immune system, I said, "Pupu, be careful. I can't afford to fall sick right now."

"It's okay, ya," said Pupu. "This isn't contagious,"

Now for some reason, I believed her. I don't know why I did this. I think it might have been because: a) I forgot Pupu was in fact, Pupu or b) The combination of heat and sticky Crackle was just too much for my poor little brain.

Anyway I spent the entire afternoon with her, cheering her up and trying to direct my positive golden light towards her in order to heal her.

Last night, after eating a big Italian dinner, I was talking to a friend on the phone when I realised I had a sore throat. The friend advised me to take some medicine right away but I ignored this advice. I had yet to learn that Pupu Germs are stronger than Regular Germs.

This morning I woke up with a mega sore throat, a blinding headache and a raging fever.

I picked up my phone to text Pupu.

My Text: Pupu, you donkey. I have fever thanks to you.

Pupu replied almost instantly.

Pupu's text: Ya. I got fever too today. Heh heh.


So I spent the entire goddamn day in bed, eating nothing and sleeping throughout. May I just add that none of my friends came to see me.

I don't want to blame you Pupu, but they were all willing to, until they heard that I caught this horrible disease from you.