Unforgettable Page #3

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Love is an exercise in futility.

Waste of time.

Oh hello!

check her out.

Think I just got bowled over!!

- Yeah.

- Anand.

She's defo a 6 anyway.

But seriously though...

what a waste with that blind twat.

Hey...watch out!

Anand.

Anand.

Such a shame.

She should be with us instead.

Just back off.

Yeah at least we can see!

We'd appreciate her beauty.

Just leave him alone.

Look at this...

Look at this...

So you wanna give

us a go for her then eh?

Somebody help.

Let's do it again.

You want to give it a go.

Dya really think

you stand a chance?

Afraid of a blind man?

Leave him alone.

I'll call the Cops.

Blind.

Afraid of a blind man?

Look, the Cops!

Let's go.

Anand, it's me.

Where are they?

They ran off.

Come on.

Let's tell the cops.

It's no use.

What did they do?

They ridiculed you.

Ridicule?

They said I am beautiful.

Should have been

with someone better.

Everybody thinks he's better.

You are not bad, either.

Blind, but temporarily.

Get cured,

then avenge your insult.

Anand.

Anand.

Anand.

Anand.

I do not need your help.

I was not trying to help.

Good.

By the way...

Looking for something?

Your dress is there.

I won't wear anything all day.

How exciting.

You're so cheap.

Disgusting.

You said it.

Pity for the blind?

Yup!

Temporarily Blind.

You're not my hired slave.

Mister Kumar...

Just trying to make

an honest living.

No favour, no pity involved.

What's your pay? I'll double it.

In return for what extra services?

What about...loyalty.

Only to my master.

Get out!

Mr. Kumar, you're not my master.

You need to request.

Alright, ma'am.

Would you please...leave me alone?

Then leave.

Please. Please. Please.

Just go.

Go. yeah, just go.

Go through the window,

the toilet, the door...

Ok.

Just go.

- Okay.

Go.

Stop being childish.

I can always sense you.

How?

Your scent.

I haven't used scent.

Then it's your body odour?

A huge accomplishment

through a small nose.

Ah! My feet are killing me.

I'll give you a massage.

Are you serious?

Yeah, come on.

My massages are popular in Bangkok.

Really? - Really?

I mean...

Some massages are more exciting

for the masseur.

You have loads of experience

in trivial jobs.

I boast only

among high achievers.

Need a massage? Shut up.

What?

You're a flirt.

How can you tell?

'Footistry'.

'Footistry'?

Now what is that exactly?

Like Palmistry...

... there is 'Footistry'.

A study of where

the feet have strayed.

Oh God, I feel so exposed.

'Footistry' is

scarier than Facebook.

Scarier!?

Very funny.

God!

Now what?

Such an appetite?

You're a man-eater.

I can explain.

Shock can kill. Go ahead.

Ok! Listen.

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