Mere priya axis Bank,
Your email waltzed into my inbox like a cricket ball on roller skates, and let me tell you, it's got me feelin' like I m Tutain Khameyen enjoying a budget champagne bender!
LIC card, eh? Now that's a card that speaks my language – the language of fancy frocks and pani puri feasts fit for a king who pays a lotttttt of premium (or at least a very hungry commoner).
MyZone? Pah! That's for squares who still use dial-up internet. It sounds so friendzone material.
LIC it is where it's at – shiny, sleek, and guaranteed to make the cashier raise an eyebrow (or two, depending on how many pani puris I've inhaled). Plus, who needs Beyoncé when you've got Shakira shimmying in your wallet?
So, consider the myzone traded, my inebriated maestro of moolah! I'm already picturing myself painting the town a technicolor rainbow with all that cash-back of insurance payments, and let's be honest, a slight hangover is just the sprinkles on the sundae of a fabulous night. Advil can handle it, and besides, who remembers their best nights with perfect clarity anyway?
Cheers to clinking glasses with to the most drunk bank in history, bailando on barstools, and to memories that are a little fuzzy but oh-so-fun!
Your (equally tipsy, but eternally grateful) customer
Zindagi ke sath bhi zindagi ke baad bhi 🙂
Naam likh dena aapka 🙂
P.S. don't forget the offer bruh! A king I may be but cashbacks are important you see 🙂
