HOT biji anyone?!
Flight back from Srinagar. She was shooting for Gul Makai.
Mom and I sat on aisle seats in one of the front rows. Works. Its easier to chat across the aisle.
She had gotten talking with a gentleman in the middle seat. I think recognised too. I figure that mostly coz then she insists on speaking with me in English only (style naal too).
We were about 45 minutes into the flight already, when her ears got blocked. She, full style again, tried digging a finger in etc ..and (not exactly muted) mumbling to me ‘Cant hear’ and some such.
I tried telling her to open her mouth wide n try n yawn ..and she was going ‘What? What?’ ..when a stewardess came and gave her a glass of warm water, asking her to sip and open her mouth wide. It’d help her, she said smilingly.
Mom takes a sip, and does ‘open her mouth wide’ regimen. In between, she looks at me and says very conversationally (not exactly quietly coz her ears are blocked) -
‘The water is hot.’
I smile back - ‘Aapsey jyaada hot nahin ..not more than you, ma ..’
She sounded a little shrill now - ‘You mean to say I am HOT ..??’
I, of course, decided to hide behind the magazine I was reading ..
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