I have a deadline to meet. One of my parents is going to claim his due on Sunday. What do you give a man who thinks watching a telugu movie song without the volume on is fun?
“here pa, a book!” “books are for people who have time”
“pa, here, you’ve always wanted a white shirt” “clothes… does it really matter how I look? I’m dashing even in a lungi”
“how would you like a pair of sneakers?” “To sneak off to a hill station for a second honeymoon with your middle aged mom, I suppose?”
“ok, what if I buy you a tape of ghazals? (not CD. To avoid the “are you kidding me? I’m not a dj!” (?))” “Sounds good, but are you sure you want me hear a bunch of songs about women and wine?”
“pa, what about a free hair cut with your regular barber?” “hmmm… I’ll try colouring the first row of grey hair blue” Errr… No way!
Oh, maybe I’ll just not remember father’s day. Will postpone the sarcasm-invite for his birthday.
Hmmm...funny how dad-day is on son-day
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