U know this heart n is the sole reason of all the problems pehle khud pyaar karna sikhata h fir khud kehne se darata h.
kya ho agar aapki life me koi asia aa jaayen jisse aap bohot pyaar karo but fir bhi kehne se daro or har baar sirf ye ye socho
K...
Next morning came quiet soon. Maybe because i slept only for a few hours. I went down for breakfast to fund Mom, Dhruv and Nandini there eating whats on their plate.
"Good morning." I greeted "Whats are we having?"
"We are having omlet and juice and You will be having milk and paratha."
Seriously, what am i 7 year old kid. Who the hell drinks milk at 21.
"Why so?? Aap sab omlet and juice and i will eat paratha and will have milk. Kyun??"
"Because... you are the one going to gym. And you are the one who needs energy. And i will not let you mess with the diet. If you want to go to gym you will eat paratha and milk. I wont let you starve yourself by living on salads. Got that??"
Gyming. My mother's favourate topic of accusing me with. Me, Mom and gyming have been together since i was 16. I was fat then. But mothers dont think of their kids as fat. I wanted to go gyming and mom didnt question but when i got a diet plan. She went mad. At the gym instructor of course. He had to litsen to all the ''indian food is healthy and is not responsible for the fatigue." My mom is against the people who starve themselves to get in shape. But what can i do. I have to follow the diet. Or i will be fat.
"Mom, its fine. 2 boil eggs gives protien and will maintain fat and cholestrol. Problem kya hai??"
"Problem yeh hai beta ki tum ek punjabi ho. And punjabi men needs to eat ghee and oil. And i dont know how the hell can you eat that stuff without any salt or pepper. Thode masaale toh daala kar usme. Tasteless food."
"Maa its not tastelss. And its good. On the other hand, paratha filled with ghee. Aapko pata hai isse kitne calories badta hai. Mere gym instructor ko heart attack aa jayega."
"Uska naam iss ghar me liya mat kar. Achha bhala hatta gatta punjabi munde ko lakdi bana diya hai."
"Iss lakdi pe ladkiya marti hai Mogambo"
"I dont care. And Manik dont argue with me. Varna mujhe 'i m your mom' card use karna padega and beta i still have it in me to ground you"
"Mom i am an adult. You cant just ground me."
"You just have to ask Manik. Or in your case do. I am sure i can still ground you and obviously i know how to make sure uou dont sneak out." Her cocky grin. She always does that. Every saturday its a holiday in college and i have my gym scheduled that day. We always have this argument. And she always shut me up like this. I always have to give in and eat the stupid paratha and drink milk. I huffed and sat down watching as my mother's 2 obidient children - Nandini and Dhruv serve me Paratha and milk on the plate. When i see their faces, they were smirking. Nandini even mocked me by puffing air in her mouth as a gesture of calling me fat. Mom saw her and shook her head. "Nandu..." she sternly glared at her. She sheepishly smiled and resumed eating. Mom left for office after finishing her breakfast early leaving me with the 2 monsters.
ओह! यह छवि हमारे सामग्री दिशानिर्देशों का पालन नहीं करती है। प्रकाशन जारी रखने के लिए, कृपया इसे हटा दें या कोई भिन्न छवि अपलोड करें।
