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Confession #20


So I was chatting with my friend Ann. We were talking about Jamie Dornan, newest celeb crush, who’s been the leading actor- Christian Grey;  on Fifty Shades of Grey movie.  Okay so Ann uploaded a photo of him, very cute looking. And it appeared on my newsfeed. My mom was passing by the pc and her eyes stuck on the screen, at his photo. I assumed she was observing my newsfeed and I peeked at her and she narrow-eyed me! Obviously, I could read her mind. And I was like- I wish he were my boyfriend, Ma! Nothing I’d ever want so bad.
My ammu is impossible. She thinks I flirt with foreigners through the internet. I set Dean’s wallpaper on my phone, so one day it appeared before her and she was like- “Who’s that guy on your mobile?!” Areh. Do you seriously think that a girl like me could ever get a guy like that? And for god’s sake, will you stop suspecting them as my boyfriends? They are celebs, Ma.
She’s a real pain in the ass at times you know. So I had this Robi tele service on my mobile which used to send me messages about offers or talk time bonuses. One day my cell phone beeped  and I was kind of with my mother at the moment. Oh she bothered to look at my phone screen and peeked at me suspiciously as she always did. “Who’s Robi?” God, she was so busy doubting on me that she didn’t realize it was a service text, and not from my boyfriend for heaven’s sake. I have no boyfriend. I hardly talked to boys my age. Can you believe her remarks?
Sometimes I don’t get any clue how to react on this. Really.  

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