A:     For once, could you stop being a prissy boy and come with me, it’ll be fun. You’ve never seen a cricket match in a stadium; you have no idea what you are missing out on. Trust me, you’ll enjoy yourself. A few days ago it was you who was encouraging me to buy tickets and not be obsessed with bigger the problems or our beautiful land.

S:     In the searing heat, stuck in the middle of a horde of screaming, sweating men, watching an endless ODI? I think I’ll pass. If we had gotten the tickets to better enclosures, with a more balanced gender ratio and civilized people, I would have gone. Even then the heat would have killed me, I’m sure.

A:     Listen to yourself; this is a cricket match, not one of your pretentious little ‘modern’ art exhibitions. It is meant to be loud and uncomfortable. And if you think having a better gender ratio is going to make it less rowdy then you are in for a surprise, you should see how my sister cheers for cricket. Anyway, these enclosures are better; you are with the common man, a cobbler, a rickshaw driver and so on. You wouldn’t even notice people like this on a daily basis, but inside that stadium, you will be one; cheering for the same shot. It is a very transformative experience; don’t you want to see for yourself?

S:     I do, I do, I’m always up for new experiences, but I have to balance that desire against my comfort. This time, comfort wins, plain and simple; nothing nefarious about it. You know I would never drag you to some place where you would feel uncomfortable, so let’s drop it, shall we?

A:     No I’m not going to. You are willing to miss the return of international cricket to Pakistan because you are uncomfortable? How disgraceful. You can’t step outside your comfort zone to witness history how will you step outside it to do lesser things. You live in Pakistan my friend, learn to let go of your comfort zone, or you’ll be caged by it.