He telephones She
She: Hello!
He: What u doing?
She: Ippo dhaan saaptu mudichen. Sir enna pannitu irukaaru?
He: Ippo dhaan 'Suttum vizhi sudare' paatu paathen Sun Music la
She: Nalla paatu. (And then she hums the line 'mazhai azhagha veyil
azhagha')
He: hey!!!!Nee ivlo nalla paaduviya
She: *giggles*
He: Hey. Innoru vaati paadaen
She: En room mates ellam thoongita. Ava bayandhuduva
He: Come on! Please!
She: Poada. I don't sing that well
He: It was really sweet. Please paaden
She: Enakku odd aa irukku da
He: Idhula ennama irukku. Nalla paadare.
She: Nee dhaan sollanum
He: Ippo paaduviya maatiya?
She: yaenda paduththare
He: Sigh! Ok
She: I don't have that great voice
He: hmmmm
She: Seri. Ivlo kaekkare. Unakaaga ore oru stanza paadaren
He: Great!!!!
She: Endha paatu paadatum?
He: Hmmmm. 'un perai sonnale' from dum dum dum?
She: Nice song. But enakku lyrics gnabagam illai
He: Chinna chinna aasai?
She: Illai indha paate paadaren
He: Cool (She clears her throat, hums a line and then)
She: Illai vendaam. Am feeling very shy!
He: Paadu she paadu. Un isai endra inba veLLathil neendha odoadi vandha ennai yemtradhe she. Paadu
She: Galatta panre paathiya
He: No no. Nee shy aa feel panre illaiya. Trying to make u cool
She: Hmmm
He: please paadaen
She: naaLaikku paadatumaaa?
He: Seri maa. Unakku eppadi thonaradho appadiye pannu
She: Hmmm
He: Good night
She: Good night
After a while She calls He
She: Thoonigitya
He: Illai ma. Match paathundu irundhen
She: Seri. Nee match paaru
He: Hey. Its ok. Pazhaya match dhaan.
She: Illai. Did u feel bad I didn't sing?
(Since it is a tricky question, He thinks for a while)
He: Bad appadinu solla maaten. But I want you to be comfortable first. naaLaikku paadaren sonne illa. So me waiting She sings 1 stanza from the song
He: Wow. Too good!
She: Poarum. I know how kevalam my voice is
He: Hey you really sing well.
She: Poada…Nee sollanume appadinu solre
He: Cha! Cha! Un voice nalla illaati naan ivlo kaekkave maaten
She: Hmmmm
He: Nee ivLo nalla paaduve enakku theriyaadhu
She: Hmmm! Seri good night
He: Good night!
She: Take care
He: You too
She: Nejamaave en voice nalla irundadhaa
He: Nejamma! Ofcourse.
She: Nee poi solre
He: Not at all. You sing very well
She: Hmmm. Ennamo solre. Good night.
He: Good Night!!
Courtesy:
Regan - Pune
Thursday, February 22, 2007
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
$ 'Indian' Mom & NRI Son [Nice]
Mom comes to visit her son Kumar ....who lives with a girl roommate Sunita.
During the course of the meal, his mother couldn't help but notice how
pretty Kumar's, roommate was.
She had long been suspicious of a relationship between the two, and this
had only made her more curious.
Over thecourse of the evening, while watching the two interact, she started
to wonder if there was more between Kumar and his roommate than met the
eye. Reading his mom's thoughts, Kumar volunteered, "I know what you must
be thinking, but I assure you, Sunita and I are just roommates."
About a week later, Sunita came to Kumar saying, "Ever since your mother
came to dinne r, I've been unable to find the
silver chutney jar. You don't suppose she took it, do you?"
Kumar said,"Well, I doubt it, but I'll email her, just to be sure."
So he sat down and wrote :
Dear Mother:
I'm not saying that you 'did' take the chutney jar from my house, I'm not
saying that you 'did not' take the chutney jar.
But the fact remains that it has been missing ever since you were here for
dinner.
Love, Kumar
Several days later, Kumar received an email from his mother which read
Dear Son:
I'm not saying that you 'do' sleep with Sunita, and I'm not saying that you
do not' sleep with Sunita. But the fact
remains that if she was sleeping in her OWN bed, she would have found
the chutney jar by now under the pillow...
Love,
Mom.
Lesson of the day: Don't Lie to Your
Mother...........especially if she is Indian !
Courtesy:
suneeth - Chennai
During the course of the meal, his mother couldn't help but notice how
pretty Kumar's, roommate was.
She had long been suspicious of a relationship between the two, and this
had only made her more curious.
Over thecourse of the evening, while watching the two interact, she started
to wonder if there was more between Kumar and his roommate than met the
eye. Reading his mom's thoughts, Kumar volunteered, "I know what you must
be thinking, but I assure you, Sunita and I are just roommates."
About a week later, Sunita came to Kumar saying, "Ever since your mother
came to dinne r, I've been unable to find the
silver chutney jar. You don't suppose she took it, do you?"
Kumar said,"Well, I doubt it, but I'll email her, just to be sure."
So he sat down and wrote :
Dear Mother:
I'm not saying that you 'did' take the chutney jar from my house, I'm not
saying that you 'did not' take the chutney jar.
But the fact remains that it has been missing ever since you were here for
dinner.
Love, Kumar
Several days later, Kumar received an email from his mother which read
Dear Son:
I'm not saying that you 'do' sleep with Sunita, and I'm not saying that you
do not' sleep with Sunita. But the fact
remains that if she was sleeping in her OWN bed, she would have found
the chutney jar by now under the pillow...
Love,
Mom.
Lesson of the day: Don't Lie to Your
Mother...........especially if she is Indian !
Courtesy:
suneeth - Chennai
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