Some Advice to me from my parents . . . . .
(not so long ago . . .)
Dad : Don't mix with girls, you will become shy like them . . .
(dad's Gyan to me, to stay away from my cousin sister(s) / girls ...)
(Long Long Long ago . . . . . . . .)
Mom : Phone ide ninge (There's a call for u)
Me : Yarru ?? (Who??)
Mom : Yavudo Chikka "Hudgi" . . . (some very small/kid "Girl")
, .... .... .... HEY Rekha adu .... ( My elder cousin sisters [mom's bro's daughter] had given the phone to their younger sibling ... knowing my mom better )
Meanwhile in my head (Bloody, you know all the girls much better than me ... .... ... .... )
PS : I hardly used to speak to anyone, except one cousin of mine . . . and moreover mom would have spoken more in one conversation, than i would have done in all my school life ...
Mom : Look at Su*****h
, look how free/open he is with everyone ... talk about studies ... bla bla bla
Me (in my mind) : HELLO !!!
Sometime Back . . .
Mom : "Girl"
Me : SO !
Me (in my mind) : think think .... I know you are struggling where to start a conversation with this guy
Mom : She knows the kind of friends I have (do tell her about little little things ..... She does remember quite a lot what I have told her in the past ..... She is now slowly getting introduced to all the little characters,,, earlier known as "friends" in all my narrations )
Dad : Who is this guy?? always stuck with friends friends friends!!!!