R: Amma, I want cheeni
R: okie, then you give me bournvita to eat
RM: what will you take tomorrow for tiffin?..its Friday and you have a choice.
R: What can you give me?
RM: Either dosa with cheese or roti and bhindi
R: I want idli and chutney
RM: Tomorrow, I will make idli and chutney
R: No amma
RM: What no?
R: you not making chutney…aapka chutney is no light green like daycare..you make white and black chutney…me nathi liking!
RD: and so RM
RM: I dont want to hear
RD: arey what you dont want to hear?
RM: Whatever you have to say, I dont want to hear, go have your bath and we will eat
RM: R its your exam..we have to study
RM: R what are you doing
R: arey studying amma
When I go in and see, the brat actually has her school book in her hand recognizing A B C
RM: R I can see you biting your nails
R hide her head underneath the pillow and continues
RM: I Can still see you R
R: Kaise, mein toh pillow ke neech hoon?
RM: Because Ammas can see everywhere
R doesnt say anything
Some days later, RD, R, RM and RD’s friend NH from Australia are going shopping
R again bites her nail as NH examines some jewellery in a shop
RM: R I can see you bite your nails
R: no you cannot I am aapke peeche
RM: So what, I can see you
She thinks for like two minutes
R: Can N aunty see me ?
RM: Well, I am not sure..
R: Then I dont want RM as amma, I want N Aunty as Amma
and I burst out laughing 🙂
R and I are sitting by the window drinking her milk…errr…I mean she is drinking and I am just sitting!
anyways the background is…I went and bought two plants the other day..tulsi and kadi patta
RD: RM, whats the point of buying, no plant survives when you plant it
RM: hmpf…or something in those lines!
anyways so when I am planting at 9.30 in the night on Sunday, the brat tells me, this is my baby and this is your baby (kadi patta is hers, and the tulsi is mine)
Anyways so that morning, I ask her how are your babies..
R: kya babies?
RM: arey you said na..the plants are your babies
R: oh that, I dont know..aache hai kya?
RM: well, they look fine to me
R: acha, mereko woh baby kabhi milega?
RM: what baby?
R: arey woh doll jaisa baby
RM: What doll?
R: uff..smacks her hand on her head, arey amma, woh jo aapke tummy mein hai (Amma, the one thats in our tummy)
I am so shocked for a second that I didnt even react
RM: arey there is no baby in my tummy
R: Toh kabhi ayegi
RM: Jab God denge tabhi
R: Toh kabhi denge
RM: I dont know baby
She thinks for a while
R: Amma, mereko toh girl chaheye
RM: Well, whatever God gives we have to take na
She again sips her milk for a while and then says
R:Acha amma, ek thing karte hai..we will ask God for one boy one girl..boy Appa ke liye, girl mere liye
By this time RM has fainted!!!