Somewhere on Pluto lived an intellectual.

"I am back from work" he announced entering his house. "Go dear, get papa some water" said his wife to their daughter.
The girl ran into the kitchen and placed a glass under the RO system that the family had installed to obtain drinkable water and that too from their private borewell.

"Here dad" she said to him lovingly handing him the glass. "Uh..Uh" he coughed "Uh...Uh" spilling some water onto the floor.
"Would you turn it on" said mother pointing to a switch. The girl quickly turned the TV on.

"No...Not the TV, I meant the air purifier, dad seems to have a problem breathing. Did you not wear your mask while driving back?"

"Yes, I did" he replied clearing his throat. "Its cold in here, is the heater not working?" He asked. "No electricity since 5 pm, but don't worry our inverter is still running" she replied.

The TV had booted up by now. A scathing debate was underway between two groups attacking each other over lyrics of a song in some movie. The family soon got completely ingrossed.
"The quality of poetry has certainly fallen" said the worried dad still coughing ●