Daughter: Mom?
Mother: Haan, what happened?
Daughter: Err…I just called
Mother: What happened?
Daughter: Well, I was remembering how you came to meet me in Manchester.
Mother: Hang on a moment ..the garbage lady has come…I need to go give the garbage..hold on..
Daughter: Yes yes, holding on
(After a minute)
Mother: Haan..tell me now..
Daughter: I remember thinking how brown you seemed amongst all the goras. I made you walk in the rain and you yelled at me for making you do that. I remember sitting with you in the garden and taking a photo of you …you were giving that fake smile and I made you laugh and you looked so nice..
Mother: Yes, it was a wonderful time.
Daughter: I just called to say I love you
Mother: (The awwww in her voice) Have you reached office yet?
Daughter: No no I am on my way..at VT actually..
Mother: Okies..kanna..Take care…
Daughter: Yes Mom..Byee..
5 comments:
Awwww. She be proud babes! :D
Huguh!
Hi ,
I was reading ur blog posts and found some of them to be wow.. u write well.. Why don't you popularize it more.. ur posts on ur blog ‘Life’ and other photographs took my particular attention as some of them are interesting topics of mine too;
BTW I help out some ex-IIMA guys who with another batch mate run www.rambhai.com where you can post links to your most loved blog-posts. Rambhai was the chaiwala at IIMA and it is a site where users can themselves share links to blog posts etc and other can find and vote on them. The best make it to the homepage!
This way you can reach out to rambhai readers some of whom could become your ardent fans.. who knows.. :)
Cheers,
its a good thing to say it now and then. and its a good thing not to say it too often.
oh, and i love kanna - one of the most endearing terms i say :)
Awww !
Wow! Awesome Paps. Your posts have got me thinking. I miss spending time with you.
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