Another mummy story

A few days ago, when I went home after work, my mum excitedly told me that she had a really boring day and so took her phone and learnt how to type and send text messages ON HER OWN. Those words in caps were highlighted a few times in her speech.

So I congratulated her. Then she started sending me messages if I didn’t answer her calls due to work, meetings etc..

One of the messages asked what time I was coming home. It also had the word ‘Duwa’ in it and she usually never calls me that. It’s usually by my notorious pet name which even the monks, neighbours…etc use to call me by.

Talking about my pet name, I just remembered a true story. Loooooooong ago when I was about 12 or 13 yrs of age, I went to a friend’s b’day party. Suddenly I heard my friend’s mum calling out my pet name and I was wondering how she knew it.

So I went upto her and asked her why she was looking for me. Then she looked at me and said, “no darling, I was calling out for the dog. I can’t seem to find her”.

The dog was a Pomeranian and had my pet name.

I can’t quite imagine what I felt when I heard that. I walked out and never smiled for the rest of the day. To make it worst, I told my home folks and they laughed at it. That didn't help either.

Ok, so coming back to my mum -  then the text messages were more like love letters to a daughter who lives far far away. They addressed me as ‘hi Duwa’ or Dear LD (pet name) and then the message would follow and she would sign it off too..

Really funny I must say!

Now the messages have improved. They’re short and to the point. No love, no addressing duwa. She learns fast I must say.

:)