I love… her unquestioning love for me. I dislike… When she criticises me. She is brutally frank but doesn't mean to hurt. My earliest memory of her… Mom and her radio and Vividh Bharati and her singing old songs |
I love… The fact that she loves me so much.
I dislike… that she feeds me too much. Ghee on rotis and all!
My earliest memory of her… She used to come to my school six times a day and ask my teacher whether I was naughty.
I love… Her ever-forgiving attitude.
I dislike… She can see right through me. I cannot put up a faade in front of her.
My earliest memory of her… Beating the shit out of me for dropping milk on the brand new carpet at the age of 5!