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Friday, September 12, 2014

Maa...Pyaari Maa

Hmmm..Ideally I am not supposed to make fun of my Mom. At-least not in Blogs. 
But again, I am not an Ideal person you see.
Abhishek's (Sheku-my brother)  and my moms conversations are worth sharing.
My mom is kind of the typical Indian Mothers. So when I say typical it means.

Sheku : Mummy I stood 1st in Fancy Dress competition.
Mom: I knew it. I did dream about it last night


Sheku: Mummy, I am quitting IT. I want to do hotel Management.
Mom: I knew it. Something in my mind was going uneasy..I knew you will change your opinion.


Now in US ,when my brother calls home.

Sheku: Hello.
Mummy: I knew you are going to call now. I was standing near the phone.Its called Mothers love.


Then one day my brother had a tooth surgery and was admitted for 3 days.
We hid this incident from  my mom, thinking she will be worried. And later after some days, she calls me to scold.

Mummy: My only son is admitted and you dnt tell me? why ? why didnt you tell me ?
 Me: I thought you will "KNOW" it!!! :-D



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