Night shift at the ER. A man lies dead and the watchman walks fast. All the patients hold their fears close but he must watch his own step.
At the tea stall outside he is nervous and turns to a stranger. “He kept swearing he saw his father. Old fool. How do people believe such things? All day and night with these sick people. I should be seeing ghosts all the time.”
He finishes his beedi and says “What about you? You believe in ghosts?”
“I’m not that foolish” says the chaiwala and the watchman sees his companion has gone.