XYZ Aunty: Arre Sharvari... kaisi ho? Kitne dino baad dikhi!
Mom and I nod with a smile
XYZ Aunty: Abhi kya kar rahi ho?
Me: Main abhi TY me gayi.(Shit! I m in TY now! Arre abhi toh SSC diya tha!)
Mom: Aaj hi college jaake apna subject preference deke aayi.(Mom, ye bataneki jarurat thi?)
XYZ Aunty: Acha? Kaunse subject lene waali ho?
Me: Dekhte hain. Preference toh deke aayi hoon.(Ab kya batau? Jo denge woh lena padega. Band baj gayi hai!)
XYZ Aunty: Kitni badi ho gayi ye na abhi. Chotisi thi.(Aunty sab lag bade hote hain). Ekdum abhi alagh dikhti hai.(huh?). Abhi shaadi ho jaayegi aur pata bhi nahi chalega.(Damn! Every conversation has to take this turn!)
Mom(all smiles): Haan...(As if I m already hooked!)
You cant stop time. Time flies by and you still would not notice. You still want to be a kid but for the world you have turned into a grown up. Time changes and so does perception!
5 comments:
tho saadhi pe bulana jaarur!!!
Well... it's like traveling in the express train, while you are at the window... Speeding inexorably ahead...You enjoy the wind in your face, though you get buffeted sometimes... but try looking back through the window, and it's quite a pain... Forward is the way, then!
@ dhandal
Ab tu mat chalu ho ja... pls!
@ amogh
Yeah right forward is d way and dat calls for sacrificing ur present and past...
well written... i liked ut style
lolz.. i have only one q- which aunty was that???? i can be saved na!!!
cheers,
life rocks
hamsa
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