Tuesday, December 02, 2008

Scared shitless

Last night while at dinner, my mom calls from Mumbai. What ensued is:
Mom (apologetically): were you asleep , I know its 10:45 pm
Me: No ma, Out for dinner
Mom: Is A(better half) with you?
Me: No
Mom ( marked increase in decibel, almost borders on hyteria): What, are you mad, or stupid, you know how times are lately.
Me: I'm OK, I'm heading home in a bit
Phone beeps: Dad (SMS)- Call me when you get home, where is your sense of responsibility?
Nevertheless, I did get an earful from Dad.
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At breakfast, skimming through TOI,
Me: He actually passed through the metal detector with a .32 tucked in his waist
A: Yeah. The guards did not hear it beep.
Me: Now, how lame will that sound if he had decided to fire a couple of rounds.
A: Its Mumbai babe, people are bustling about on their mission to earn bread and butter.
Me(angrily): It helps to look around once in a while. They can't treat their lives like this.
A: Are you making excuses for faulty metal detectors or non-vigilant cops?
Me: It helps if people are a wee bit more alert.
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At the bank, while in a queue for stamp paper:
Me(in the head):What if someone bombs us here? It seems ideal, lots of people, main road etc.
Me(looks around): That man looks shifty- he keeps staring at us in the queue.
Me( shaking her head, as if to purge thoughts): Don't be silly, you are overreacting.


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