Around two weeks ago I was in my sister's room for some reason on her laptop looking up performance parts for her Mazda 3. I then wandered onto facebook where I ended up killing over an hour. I eventually got bored being on the computer and I just sat there staring at the screen.
My mother walked in and sat down on the bed and started asking me questions. I will now list the things she wanted to inquire about.
Why are you in your sisters room?
Are you planning on going out tonight?
I haven't seen you in forever, why don't you ever come see me at the store?
The older you get, I feel like you are becoming worse.
What do you do with your friends until 4am?
My favorite conversation is the following.
"What happened to Kassie?"
"She isn't around anymore mom. I haven't talked to her in weeks."
"Ravi, every time I turn around you are with different girls. Every month there is another girl coming over"
"I'm just dating around mom. Keeping my options open."
"Ravi, are you using these girls?"
"Mom, what's for dinner?"
"Oh, I am making lasagna, is that fine?"
"Yeah, that's fine. Alright I'm gonna go down stairs."
If you know anything about Indian mothers it's that they worry about food. I totally used that to my advantage. I distracted her, and quickly exited the room before she could mention that again. I escaped this time, I wonder if I'll be successful next time.
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