"Light bilai, wathura bilai avilla!" Podi Malli screamed, his voice hitting a pitch usually reserved for seeing a cobra in the kitchen.
Chooty Malli snatched the bill. "This can't be right. We barely use the lights! I even sit in the dark to think so I can save units!" "Light bilai, wathura bilai avilla
"We are saving the world from the Light Bill and the Water Bill," Podi Malli said solemnly from the shadows. We barely use the lights
They spent the rest of the day in total darkness, bumping into furniture and accidentally eating raw chilies because they couldn't see their plates. By evening, the house was silent and pitch black. By evening, the house was silent and pitch black
"Maybe your thoughts are too bright," Podi Malli groaned. "And look at the water bill. It’s enough to fill a swimming pool. Are you taking ten baths a day? Or is there a secret waterfall under the house we don’t know about?"
Suddenly, a loud knock came at the door. It was their neighbor, holding a flashlight and looking confused. "Why are you guys sitting in the dark?" the neighbor asked.
"Both! It’s a double attack!" Podi Malli collapsed into a plastic chair, staring at the numbers on the bills as if they were written in an ancient, cursed language. "Look at the electricity bill. Did we start a factory overnight? Did you leave the iron on for three days? Or did the fridge decide to host a party for all the other appliances in the neighborhood?"