Mama O Mama!

. so today morning mama came up to me to wake me up, but i was already up and out of my bed. seeing her i slipped back in bed to cuddle with her. she obliged and we snuggled for a good 5 minutes. i was about to go back to sleep because im a sucker for snuggles like that, until my mama cracked this hilarious joke.

so basically, the Yusufs know of a couple who recently got married in an arranged fashion. the boy was sourced for the girl by her mother from an area in bombay, called Chinchpokli. now the boy is alright, quite handsome and a gentleman-ly fellow. the girl, who we have known personally for many years, isnt quite the same. lets just say that when we got the news of her engagement to a boy (we hadnt known at that point that it was an arranged affair or that he was as dapper as we found him to be) i exclaimed to mama that if she can get engaged, there IS hope for me in life after all. anyway.

back to the future. while cuddling i told mama i dont want to leave india. and mama's like, me too. and then she goes, koi mil gaya? (did you find someone?) and im like whaaa. i proceeded to tell her, no, koi nahin mila ( i didnt find anyone ), the person i was looking for never seems to come by. all the people i DONT want to find turn up though. and mama goes, 'dont worry, we'll look for the perfect person together. we'll look in Chinchpolki'. the basic meaning was that we'll look for a guy who's even better than you.

. i wonder if ive blogged about the 'thukriyaa' incident. i dont think i have, so i shall tell you now. so one day i was on the phone with someone, and while talking to them, i mistakenly said thukriyaa, instead of shukriyaa. unfortunately for me, mama heard it. and since then, there's been no end to my humiliation. i told a. kapadia about this and embarrassing it is and how mama wont let go, and how mama and i point out each other's mistakes and make a hue and cry about it. now a. kapadia and i went colaba shopping and she obviously knows about this. so we were at this restaurant eating the best cheese with fries EVER and i made a pronunciation mistake- i called first class, flirst class, to which ayesha responded, 'that was a flirst class joke abeer, im going to tell your mama that'. the two of us dissolved into a fit of giggles and couldnt stop for quite some time, which made us look extremely weird with our other present company im sure. anyway, when we finally stopped, i told ayesha that THAT was a good joke, to which she responded, 'thukriyaa thukriyaa'. her cheeks started hurting as a result and i teared in laughter.

. i havent teared with laughter in 3 months!i did so on my last day at work, all thanks to Lakhutia, who was cracking the most bizzare and unfunny jokes. its just that sometimes you just feel insane and decide you want to also join along in the fun. and tear yourself to laughter.