growing up
no matter how many invisible streaks of grey you get on your head, no matter how many intellectually stimulating discourses you have with journalist cum blogger friends of yours, no matter how many dark plays you go and see and critically appreciate even when they seem nonsensical, no matter in front of how many framed paintings you silently but visibly nod your head, you still come back home and ask your mom why is tea in cup at the left lighter in colour than that in the cup on the right.
Labels: psychological
6 Comments:
and you sometime graduate to asking the same question to your wife :P
Perfect!! :)
Some things never change. Good one.
What about those who don't drink tea?
om - not yet baby :D
austere - :D
sam - hmm :D
pooja - :D
bubbly - hmm
solitaire - exactly; that's why people like me ask, "mom ye wali mangodi in wali mangodi se dark kyu hain"
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