Salt Lake City
This morning conversation with mom:
She: “Ei soptahey tour-e jaas ni?”
Me: “Hnah. Gechhilam”
She: “Kobey phirli”?
Me: “Ei to porshu din. Tomay bollam na airport theke phone korchhi”?
She: “O! Kheyal korini. Ekhane bairey eto awaj sob somoy thik korey shona jay na. Kothay gechhili?”
Me: “Salt Lake City”
She (very very confused): “Tui ekhono Kolkata thekey berosni?”
π
Ummmm…
Apparition!
Sharmila’s art show
Sunday night…
Our usual date night place. Somebody is getting married here. Sharmila and I took a guess at the bride’s age. Then we got the bar singer Brandon to befriend the bride’s brother and find out the answer.
Let’s just say, we stand a good chance of getting kicked out of this place by the wedding party π
Cannonball
Thank you … In an extreme form…
Got a call from the elder daughter from Duke University (summer camp) – and over all the din of her roommates in her dorm room, I understood they wanted me to see if I could rig up her laptop to watch a movie that she had purchased on her iPad which she left in Atlanta. (Sigh! You can take the Indian out of the call center; but you cannot take the call center out of the Indian :-). In any case, two minutes and half a dozen happy customers later π got this text message thanking me in that inimitable teenager way π