When we were kids there used to be at least one elder cousin brother/sister with Super cool gadgets and we always dream about growing up so that we would someday become that cool cousin to the younger kids. Or at least I did.
Here I am sitting with a few kids at a wedding and none, not even one finds me that great. Like for real.. they look at me like "you call that brick a phone? My dad owns a 6S"
Mom: *half asleep* Hmmm..
Mom: Hey yena de venum unaku?
Me: Thookame varala.. Oru kadhai sollu ma..
Mom: Oru oorula..
Mom: Oru nari'yam
Mom: Adhoda kadhai sari'yam.. moodittu padu saniyane..
#HappyMothersDay to all the wonderful moms out there who are putting up with our shit..
My class toppers are earning 6 digits each month. And the ones who always failed big time? Getting a single digit mark or even sometime minus for the worst handwriting.. They do business on their own and earn more than the toppers.
I used to be on the safer side getting decent marks. What am I doing?
Walking around race course road, yelling "Hey Uncle, would you like to buy my kidney? You look like you could use one"