"Think i have a super power ma!"
I'm on phone with mom and she is responding "uh huh" with a tone i'm well aware of. Its her don't-give-me-crap tone.
We are talking about my super week when i could manage the baby alone for 5 nights (man of the house was on an official tour), a presentation to 70+ new joiners (of a topic i was sure was boring) and an amazing meeting with MD who i was sure hated me at first sight - All that ended without me either dozing off, throwing random objects at the person in front of me or mumbling to myself.
And i can only roll my eyes disbelievingly! My mom is a superstitions lady (not that i am not) but she believes in flying chariots, talking sun/rain, a king having 100 sons in his lifetime. However, she doesn't believe in her li'l girl having a magic power.
I hang up and she calls up under a minute. I'm just afraid that she received one more courier and is ready to give me a gyan session on money management (courtesy - my shopping addiction). I take call with my mind racing to find topics that i can divert her attention to. "You didn't wish me for Women's day" she says with a hurt tone . I roll my eyes again and wish her. I don't believe in days of the year celebrated for being women, having great lips and being/having a Brutus in life.
The day was spent mostly running from one meeting to another. The dinner has been arranged by the men in our team and i end up in a fancy restaurant without a partner and a lot of couples (not a pleasant situation to be in). I take the metro back home which is packed. The tube today is filled with women in their best clothes, bouquets and gifts in their hands,I'm pressed against a woman who is quite happy with her boyfriend's gift and can't express it enough on phone. Men are talking about the celebration in their workplace and how much women sacrifice their needs for family. An elderly women enters looking tried as hell. The men give her a smile, quickly returning to the topic.
I wish the flying super heroes were true
I'm on phone with mom and she is responding "uh huh" with a tone i'm well aware of. Its her don't-give-me-crap tone.
We are talking about my super week when i could manage the baby alone for 5 nights (man of the house was on an official tour), a presentation to 70+ new joiners (of a topic i was sure was boring) and an amazing meeting with MD who i was sure hated me at first sight - All that ended without me either dozing off, throwing random objects at the person in front of me or mumbling to myself.
And i can only roll my eyes disbelievingly! My mom is a superstitions lady (not that i am not) but she believes in flying chariots, talking sun/rain, a king having 100 sons in his lifetime. However, she doesn't believe in her li'l girl having a magic power.
I hang up and she calls up under a minute. I'm just afraid that she received one more courier and is ready to give me a gyan session on money management (courtesy - my shopping addiction). I take call with my mind racing to find topics that i can divert her attention to. "You didn't wish me for Women's day" she says with a hurt tone . I roll my eyes again and wish her. I don't believe in days of the year celebrated for being women, having great lips and being/having a Brutus in life.
The day was spent mostly running from one meeting to another. The dinner has been arranged by the men in our team and i end up in a fancy restaurant without a partner and a lot of couples (not a pleasant situation to be in). I take the metro back home which is packed. The tube today is filled with women in their best clothes, bouquets and gifts in their hands,I'm pressed against a woman who is quite happy with her boyfriend's gift and can't express it enough on phone. Men are talking about the celebration in their workplace and how much women sacrifice their needs for family. An elderly women enters looking tried as hell. The men give her a smile, quickly returning to the topic.
I wish the flying super heroes were true
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