Yes, perhaps I'm rubbing it in, but there are some things that must be gotten off the chest otherwise the host body will implode. Please read my blogpost Mothers are not for kids! for some context.
Conversation with my mother over Skype today.
Azfar: Amma, we can't see you and we can't hear you.
(Amma calls me on my cell phone.)
Amma: I can see you and hear you. (accusingly) I heard you shouting at Suleiman.
Afia: Yes, I know you can hear us. But there's a problem with the apparatus at your end. Is your camera plugged in? Check at the back.
Amma (on cell): Okay. Can you see me now?
Afia: Nopes.
Amma (on cell): Wait, hold on... Can you see me now?
Afia: Yes! I can see you! Good going, Ma! I'm impressed! If you've managed to fix the camera, there are high chances that you can fix the mic too! What did you do?
Amma (on cell): I removed the hood from the camera.
(Azfar and I look at each other.)
Me: This is so going on my blog.
Haha!! This is so funny! I've to go see the hood at Munni khala's....!
ReplyDeleteShe's roped you in for the task, has she?
ReplyDeleteHahah so cute!
ReplyDeleteAaaaah! Well HELLO, follower # 6. Thank you for giving this humble weblog your vote of confidence. (Yes, my mother's really adorable.)
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