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My sister is a super awesome ninja doctor. This is a roughly paraphrased transcript of the chat I had with her last night. Me: DUDE ! WHAT IS WRONG WITH THIS WebMD!?! It’s freaking the fuck out of me. Her: Eh? What the hell are you talking about? Me: The fingers on my left [...] Remember that one time when my mother was trying to find me a bride? Apparently it’s an inherited trait. She gets it from my grandmother, her mother. My parents and sister are visiting my family in Calcutta, India. And obviously, since my grandma loves me so much that the topic of when I settle [...] My wonderful parents, who have been blissfully married for 26 years, celebrated their anniversary today. And I, as the dutiful, financially independent, first-born, decided to take them to dinner. So we drive down to this really fancy Chinese restaurant in Bombay called Mainland China. And whilst waiting the appetizers to be served, Mommy decides [...] Today my Mum was asked to be judge for a dance competition at the local Saraswati Pujo in Lokhandwala Complex, Bombay. And for some reason, she had been insisting all day that I accompany her to the event. And as much as I didn’t want to go, I decided to be a good son [...] For the clueless, the title of this post refers to the ubiquitous line every train traveler in Bombay should have uttered at least once in their lifetime. Roughly translated it means, “Dude, on what side of the train is the platform gonna be?”. Yes, I’m visiting my parents, sister and grandmum in Bombay, India [...] If my Mum was an immigrant to the US, she’d be the biggest FOB you’ll ever know. I speak to her once in about 2-3 weeks usually over chat. Now there are times when her lack of technology-awareness saves my ass and times when it makes me pull my hair out. God alone knows [...] |
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