PROLOGUE:

The younger male population of our country is traumatized by job hunt, and their moms are worried about finding the perfect girl for them. In short, there's a lot of emotional commotion around us.

The general definition of a "perfect girl" includes traits such as "... smart (not fatty AT ALL), young, pretty, has long hair, tall, well-educated, perfect in all household chores, friendly and on top of all, FAIR!" The perfect girl is one having all these attributes. All the other girls can go to ... wherever they like!

CHAPTER 1:

While running down the stairs after class, Sammy and I were hoping to find the Xerox shop a bit less crowded. After a few more steps, I realized I was striding alone without my accomplice. So I turned around and found her having a chat with an aunty and a girl (apparently her daughter). I headed back to find the cause of delay and what happened next is as follows:

Aunty *in a well-composed manner*: "My son has done CA and is very intelligent. And we are looking for a girl for him."
Sammy and I took a half step back and tried to wave our left hands and get them notice our engagement rings. Thankfully they did.
The Daughter: "We are looking for a very pretty girl and of course IBA produces intelligent girls."
Sammy and I *forcing a smile*: "Indeed"
The Daughter *all excited*: "So how's that brown culottes wali girl? You guys know her?"
I scanned the area for the brown culottes wali girl but she was to be seen nowhere.
Me: "Umm, where exactly?"  [Yeah, yeah, I was starting to enjoy it all :P]
The Daughter: "Oh, she's gone actually!"
Me *mumbles* : "Very well. And you expect us to recognize girls by their colored culottes and not by their faces?"
The Daughter: "So, you know her? We want a pretty one actually"
Me: "Well, there's a truckload of girls here. And sadly we don't know each one of them" :)
Sammy: "Yeah, we've actually got more boys than girls here"
Aunty: "So you're in 1st year of studies?"
Sammy: "No, no, no... In the last one actually and it's the 2nd one as well" :)
Aunty: "So you know any pretty girl here... someone you can suggest?"
[Aunty free hoing now. So we tried to cut short the story and Sammy came up with something out of nowhere]
Sammy: "Aunty, actually I'm also looking for girls"
I quickly turned sideways to hide my laughter. Who is she looking girls for????

Somehow we managed to end the convo right there and move on, giving them a polite gesture that we can't help them :) And all this time I wondering how did they manage to get into the premises? I mean what did they say to the guards, 'We're here to find a pretty girl for my CA son?' :)

EPILOGUE: 

Stop haunting girls that way. Please!

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Abeer: "Have you seen that ad, 'Kis ne kaha tha Pepsi per 5 Rupay kamm ker do?'"
Me: "Jes, jes. So, do you know kis ne kaha tha ke 5 Rupay kamm karo?"
Abeer *thinking for a while*: "Larki ne" =)

Case Dismissed!

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"I also believe that parents, if they love you, will hold you up safely, above their swirling waters, and sometimes that means you'll never know what they endured, and you may treat them unkindly, in a way you otherwise wouldn't."

In the book, "For One More Day" by Mitch Albom, the writer had written short incidents between chapters which were titled as "Times My Mother Stood Up For Me" and "Times I Did Not Stand Up For My Mother". Pretty tragic and heart-wrenching stories were these. The kind of selfless love a mother showers on her children has never been described so beautifully before. So, while reading the book I was analyzing that there are a quart million times when my Mother stood up for me, and not even a quart time when I stood up for her!

I feel like a little child again who wants her mother back by any way! I can hardly wait for these 8 days for her to return home.

"Have you ever lost someone you love and wanted one more conversation, one more chance to make up for the time when you thought they would be here forever? If so, then you know you can go your whole life collecting days, and none will outweigh the one you wish you had back."

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