A Suitable boy....
Today's little crib is about parents, a very small part of the universe but still a very influential part of ur life... It's just that once you turn eighteen, your parents turn paranoid. Suddenly the innocent phone conversation turns into a discussion about one's love life. Every boy calling home is a "bad" boy who somehow just gets on the wrong side of mum. Every mail signed love arouses suspicion. Life is a prolonged lecture on what a girl can and cannot do and how it's ok to fall in love but not before you're twenty five, settled in a job and attracted to only tamil brahmins that the family already knows....It's no use telling ur mom ur not out in the market for TRUE LOVE; that every boy in college isnt making a play for u and that you're rather too lazy to go looking for the quite impossible to find man of your dreams. And just when u think u've gotten her to trust u; got her convinced that her children's activities were still within the boundaries of decent soceital norms, your brother calls... Here's how he prolonged the hell...
Bro: Hey ma.. sorry i didn't pick up the call..Had gone out..
Amma: What?! At this hour? It must be eleven in the night there...
Bro: Yeah it is..I can see u freaking out now.. Ha ha! See I'm totally out of control now.. You can't tell me what to do at all.. Have fun doing it to Ranju- will last only four years anyway....
Amma: What?! At this hour? It must be eleven in the night there...
Bro: Yeah it is..I can see u freaking out now.. Ha ha! See I'm totally out of control now.. You can't tell me what to do at all.. Have fun doing it to Ranju- will last only four years anyway....
(Mom's thoughts: Rama! what's he saying?! I never know what he does these days... ! What if its a girl...? If its a respectable brahmin girl he would've told me wouldn't he? What about Ranju?! She doesn't seem to be listening to me even NOW!! What can she be upto?)
Amma: Whom did u go with?
Amma: Whom did u go with?
Bro:Can't tell you..
Amma: Why..???
Bro: Chumma...
And so the late night lectures and dinner time advice began again.... The victim is not the idiot in NYC but his poor suffering teenage sister... God, I can't wait till I'm twenty five. Here's hoping i fall in love with a Tamil Brahmin who reads Tolkien, listens to Floyd, loves Sachin Tendulkar and Liverpool (asking for him to love Michael Owen may be a bit much), loves Math and Physics and of course loves to take care of all the responsibilities around the household...
Bro: Chumma...
And so the late night lectures and dinner time advice began again.... The victim is not the idiot in NYC but his poor suffering teenage sister... God, I can't wait till I'm twenty five. Here's hoping i fall in love with a Tamil Brahmin who reads Tolkien, listens to Floyd, loves Sachin Tendulkar and Liverpool (asking for him to love Michael Owen may be a bit much), loves Math and Physics and of course loves to take care of all the responsibilities around the household...

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