Somewhere in 2008 -
Me : How many people are going to be invited for my wedding?
Mom : what? why? where's the groom?
Me : arre, I know, we are yet to find..blah blah etc. Tell no.
Mom : why but? why so suddenly are you concerned about your marriage?
Me : Tell no, please.
Mom : 300, maybe 500 or even a 1000... I don't know. Ask your dad. Why do you want to know?
Me : Nothing...just so that I know how many fake smiles I'll have to practise!
Me : u'kno, I want a nice mother-in-law.
Mom : who doesn't?!
Me : No, like real nice... who can cook really good food.
Mom : how selfish of you... expecting MIL to cook for you. you'll continue being the lazy bum that you are even after your marriage? blah blah blah....
Me : I said she should be a good cook so that she can teach me to how to cook like her. What you thought? :P
Somewhere in 2007 -
Me : Pedha!!
Neighbour : oh wow! for what? you are getting married, eh? Pedha and all?
Me : well...no
Neighbour : oh yeah, when you do I'm sure pedhas will be of bigger size.....
Me : :/
Neighbour : .....and not just any pedha will do, chitale ones...jumbo pedha. each of us will take one whole.
Me : :/
Neighbour : oh btw, what are the pedhas for?
Me : new car, dad bought, today.