Sometime in summer of 2004 (Back then, I was in Hyderabad), few friends planned to go out for ice cream on a Friday evening. You must be wondering how can a ghost fit into such a nice and innocent plan? Here's how... The senior most of us (a shy Bengali babu), offered to drive us to a nice ice cream parlor, and the moment his car CD player was turned on, a raunchy Hindi album song played out. Embarrassed, the fellow switched to radio, and uttered: "What disgusting music is being created these days... I wonder who listens to such songs."There were suppressed smiles all around, but we were too decent to point out to our dear friend that he was a bachelor living alone and the only person having access to that car. What we were left wondering was whether it was a ghost who put that CD in his car music system :-)
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