This one is for most of you who wonder i am the way i am...mokkai wise of course. Unlike what most of you think, its not because of something thats mixed with my food everyday. My guess is its alll probably in my genes...the biological ones...not the stonewashed ragged looking ones...
Now why have I suddenly confessed to that?
Lets rewind back to today afternoon...lazy holiday...i sit in the sofa...trying to make my nose stop whistling..a talent it has acquired ever since i caught the darned cold...when my dad, who's watching some cooking show about baking a cake comes out.
Then with a genuinely confounded, serious expression says:
'Indha cooking show la...oru lady..inoor lady-a paathu 12 muttai-s poadunga nu solra ma...ennaku puriyala...andha lady aala epdi avalo mutta poada mudiyum...ava enna koazhiya?'
(For the tamil challenged...get the translation in the thrd or grp chat! Lets face it...you guys are the only ones who read my blog :D)
And without stopping at that, with the same serious confounded expression..he continues 'Aparam vera andha lady solra...next cake bake aaydum nu...iva dhane ma lady-a mutta poada sonna...ava dhane bake?'
then strolls bak in with no change in expression at all..despite me giggling my head off!
I rest my case!
U and Ur Dad FSTLTO!! and u shall be like that forever!amen!
ReplyDeleteYesu prabhuvu mimmalni challaga chudu gaaka..