My mum and my brother are away for the holidays so I'm at home with my daddy. Since we are quite without plans for the Christmas weekend, I decided to broach the subject with him today morning.
The conversation went something like this:
Me: Appa- shall we do something for Christmas? Maybe watch a movie?
Dad: Huh Christmas? We don't celebrate Christmas. Of course we'll no nothing la.
Me: Come on pa- its the weekend. It'll be nice just you and me.
Dad: .... thinks for a while... Okay lets go to Mustafa and get the grocery shopping done.
Me: ....... ummmm.....
Merry Christmas everyone- I will attempt to have fun at Mustafa and once I get out of there alive, I will offer thanks to the Christian gods for not burning me or my dad alive in that fire trap.
~deviousDiv
PS: If anyone, and I mean anyone wants to invite me to their Christmas shindig-- please please I will come. I don't even care if I have to come and sing frikken christmas carols and talk to Evangelical Christians all day long. Anything to get me out of Mustafa. *shudder*
4 comments:
Why dont you organize something? I just gave away the contents of my entire personal bar, I could have supplied a party of 50 people.
One minor problem CY-- my dad does not approve of me drinking and me throwing a party with drinking involved.
So I'm screwed. Because a party with no thanni*? I'd die of boredom in 5 minutes.
On a side note- why did you throw away your personal bar? Why didn't you drop me a note and donate it to me? ;)
*Tamil for Alcohol- which also means water, a poetic metaphor for sure.
On second thoughts, easily a 100 ppl or more.
I'd like to "friend" your sagacious dad.
CY- for your sanity, and mine, please NO!
Anyway, I don't think my dad knows what Facebook is- and even if he did, he probably think its the root of all evil and gossip.
Hmmm he may not be too far off the mark.
~deviousDiv
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