The 93rd death.
[By Megha Shankar Seth]
Megha Shankar Seth died today while travelling to work just after she received a phone call from her mother-in-law professing her love and gratitude for being a wonderful daughter-in-law and being a better cook than her and her daughter combined.
She has left her GOQII and her bottle of water with mint-infused water for the health conscious World Bank employee who might sit at her place post September.
Ms Shankar Seth lived her life forever trying to follow a routine of homecooked food and intense workouts but she failed miserably each time a new kind of biryani was brought to the office by a colleague or a new joint opened up in Connaught Place (not that Wenger’s Pastry and Berco’s Restaurant where far from her list).
Ms Shankar Seth would like a huge party to be thrown at her death bed–complete with DJ music, Sangria and food from every continent. She would also like her death anniversary to be celebrated as a day when her family and friends could come together to gossip, dance and get drunk, and keep her updated with the latest happening in her circle even after her death, as she will linger on as Casper, the friendly ghost.
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