Showing posts with label mother. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mother. Show all posts

Wednesday, October 09, 2013

Dead Bats!

My mom and dad are in a quaint town in India, visiting my ailing grandmother. I call my mom to talk to her and update her, and she suddenly says:
Mom- I woke up and there was a dead bat right by my head!
Me- huh what? I was talking about the the plants...
Mom- A dead bat! By my HEAD!
Me- uh how did it get there?
Mom- probably flew in during the night and his the fan and died. IT DIED!
Me- um wow!
Mom- It fell right by my head!
Me- it could have been your FACE!
Mom- no there was a mosquito net.
Me- so why are you freaking out?
Mom- Because there was a dead bat by my head!


Breathe!

Friday, September 06, 2013

More Game of Thrones with Family

Dad- I knew she would tear the paper
Me- The queen?
Dad- yeah and then they captured Ned Stark, what a shame.

Dad- The guy who saved Tyrion is the true king isn't he?
Me- Bronn? No he's a sellsword.
Dad and Mom- What?
Me- A Mercenary. Basically if you send him to assassinate someone, and the supposed victim offers him twice the amount, he'll come back and kill you.
Dad- So the Catelyn gave him money and job no?
Me- But Tyrion can offer twice or thrice as much and more.
Dad- Oh. He prefers stock option... hmm.

Oh Boy!
 
 

Thursday, September 05, 2013

Game of Thrones Takes on the Family

My parents finally began watching the TV show "A Game of Thrones". I first tried to get my grandparents and parents watch the show by telling them that George RR Martin based the story on the War of Roses, the history of Britain's succession. By episode 3 everyone was intrigued, my grandmom was grossed out by the gore; not a surprise since she does enjoy softer films. My grandad was hooked, and my mom loves anything BBC or Masterpeice, or British Period films, so she was keen on watching it. My father tags along on whatever my mother watches. At the end of the day she who runs the kitchen runs the remote!

Dad is in and out of the first episode, he's on a business call, then he snoozes, and suddenly I catch him giggling to something Bran says. He is up and watching. My mom is engrossed in it, and has lots of questions, 3 seconds after she asks the question, the question is answered. Episode 2 she asks who's knife was sent to kill Bran? Just as Catelyn has the same question. 3 seconds later, Petyr Baelish says "it is my knife". This happens many times.

Every time they show Bran, my father asks- is this the guy who fell? So now he is known as the boy who fell. Tyrion is ofcourse the dwarf, although they kept asking me who the imp was, whenever the characters referred to Tyrion as the imp. Cersei and Jaime Lannister were named the Incestors by my mom. The King's council became the Venture Capitalists of the olden days; they find investors, and throw large grand parties to run the King's Kingdom. They are both convinced that the the entire King's council other than Ned Stark, is bad, evil, and up to no good. By now they are hooked.

Sansa became Sasha for a while, and the names got confused with Cersei. I have no idea how! They both like Ned Stark, and my dad likes the fat King Robert. I hope they come to like Arya as much as I do. My mother is Jorah Mormont's biggest fan, she might have a crush, and my dad is fearful of Khal Drogo...

Dad: is he Indian? (referring to Khal Drogo and what culture he represents on the show)
Mom: no he's not. He might be french.
Dad: He is Indian!
Mom: No he isn't! If anything he might be middle eastern.
Dad: You know the Syria issue...
Mom and I: Not now!

On the topic of Khal and Dany, on  their wedding night, the Khal whisks Dany away on her horse and consummates the marriage on the beach. The entire time my dad was convinced he was murdering Dany in pretense of marriage. Later in a different scene she is shown alive, and he asked surprised: "I thought she was killed!? Is this a flash back?" Awkwardly I had to explain that it was sex and not murder. Later that night he dreamt that the Khal and his blood riders were trying to take my mother away and he punched and kicked in his sleep to fight them off and keep her safe. Unfortunately my mom had to feel the kicks and pushes!

They are both so hooked, that on Wednesday at lunch break this was the conversation:

Mom- I can't wait to watch the rest tonight!

Dad- don't start the cinema without me!

Me- it's not a cinema!

Dad- it is so long, it's more than cinema!

Then Catelyn took Tyrion prisoner at the inn, both my parents exclaimed shocked: "Why did she do that? He did nothing?"
I had to explain, however the evidence was clear, Catelyn made her first idiotic move.

They predict that Jaime will kill Ned Stark, or Ned will kill Cerse and Jaime. If it was only that simple. Right?

Mom just texted me: Why did the sister still breast feeding?
Me: they are psycho? she has post partem issues?
Mom: Oedipus comlex.

She has a point, but also she coddles her kid too much for some reason.

Mom- who is Baratheon...
Me the dead king and his brothers... (oops i let a spoiler slip)
Mom- K
Mom- how many chpters in each cd?
Me- 2
Mom- thanks. we are on episode 7... omg your father is so hooked on this. he loves it.
Me- what happened on 6?
Mom- the brother got killed. he gets his golden crown.


The joys of getting people hooked on something so good!


Breathe



Wednesday, May 15, 2013

Mommy Texts

Mom: Did you speak to Nandini?
Me: Yeah
Mom: its... YES... not YEAH... not good english!!!!
Me: Good Grief!
Me: I was speaking German duh
Mom: ur German spelling wrong... dah is Russian


my mommy in her hillbilly clothing looking at our house!


Friday, March 01, 2013

M for Mommy Madness!

Last night I took my mom out to eat Indian food with all my friends, and it was super fun. However I was almost late, because I left work late, then I got to pick up my mom late, and had to stop and change my clothes too. I rushed my mom, cause when I got there she was still in her scrubs! She hurried and changed into a nice sweater, and pants.

Later that night I noticed a little circular M sticker on the left side of her chest. Yes her sweater was spanking new, and she missed one small sticker. I would have tried to take it off there, but it might have looked like I was doing inappropriate things to my mother's breast!

When we finally got home, I tried to remove it and she was shocked as to why I was trying to molest her! So I said "Ma look at your shirt!" She still didn't get it, because looking down, apparently it looked like a logo. I persisted in trying to remove the sticker and she finally saw it was an M when I took her to the mirror and pointed it out.

She was so embarrassed. "I had an M on me the whole night and you didn't think of telling me?"
Me-"Ma what was I supposed to do? Say 'Ma you have an M on your boob?' And I very well couldn't take it off!"
Mom- "You could have told me in Bengali!"
Me- "I forgot about that trick! At least now everyone knows you're a medium!"


This morning my mom tells me she had nightmares of "M" all night, and it woke her up and she couldn't get back to sleep!

I love my mom!

M for Mom!


Breathe!



Also, this lovely lady, believes she saw a a foofie/ fuffy the other night. She was experiencing insomnia and got out of bed and looked out the window and saw a Foofie cross the road rather slowly. A foofie as she calls it, is a fluffy, furry, cute, gopher like, free, creature that has a long bushy tail... I still think she was hallucinating, that often happens to people who have insomnia. :-P

Thursday, May 27, 2010

My Beautiful Mother

Each day goes by and we get older, and I look at my mother. She is beautiful, caring, intelligent, and so amazing. She is this lovely woman who brought me up and has cared for me for my 27 years of life. She was my greatest enemy, and best friend; she would lay down the law and everyday I'd be up to the same mischief. I loved wearing her make up. I wanted to be as beautiful as she!
She always did the right things for me, as I look back and reminisce, well at least what she thought was best! Any mother would do that.
My mother inspires me everyday to love, care, be open minded, and she has taught me that there is no age to stop to go to school. She does yoga everyday, and for the record she can do headstand for 15 minutes! She does some 'asanas' better than me. We do teach yoga together (for free, she believes good health comes free). She still studies and takes exams, to better herself for the family. Mothers are so hardworking, and their work is never accounted for. This work that mother's do is the most priceless work ever. One day I hope to be like her...



 My Mom and I - May 22nd 2010