DRABBLE: shopping toh banta hai
(please do not requote the whole drabble)
t: main abhi ki baache ki maa banne waali hoon (i'm going to be the mother of abhi's child)
p: omg no way! me too! wait no, me only!
t: what?!!!!
p: i'm going to have
inke (his) babies...someday. you don't have to bother.
t: you didn't understand me. i am pregnant. now.
p: omg!! yay!!
t:...what?
p: SHOPPING TOH BANTA HAI (this calls for shopping)
t: ehh behenji did you understand me?
p: be still my beating heart! you called me behen! and now we are gonna go shopping!
t: i am not going shopping with -
p: listen i'll just grab
inke (his) credit cards and then we can go. we need two of everything.
t: what do you mean?
p: one set for your place and one set for here
t: umm! excuse me madam! my baby and i are gonna live here!
p: ok, one set for your rooms and set for our rooms
t: what 'our'
p: mine and
his.
t: no way! you have to vamoose behenji! abhi is mine and -
p: in the spirit of sisterhood, i'm going to pretend you didn't say such a hurtful thing. now come on, i want to start with sheets and crib fittings. i think we should do up the nursery in yellow and green, gender neutral you know?
t: um no! don't you know the IN colours right now are violet and grey!
p: that seems depressing for a nursery. i bet you never studied child psychology. don't worry, i'll explain everything. now lets go!!
*p drags t off to the shops to buy every baby product imaginable - in triplicate*
*t forgets the whole premise of her chaal and gets into the spirit of shopping, arguing with p about colours and brands and etc etc etc*
*p and t return to the mansion with two carloads worth of stuff, giggling together as they discuss their plans for tanu's natural water birth and the precise arrangement of the five mobiles they bought for the baby's ceiling*
a: *walks into his room and is startled to find his biwi and his girlfriend working together on what looks like a floorplan* err...hello ladies?
t: ABHI! just the person we need! tell behenji here that it HAS to be italian marble on the floor -
p: i've told you and i've told you! that's way too cold! there needs to be warm environment, can you imagine how awful 3am feedings will be with a sad marble floor in the nursery?
t: but -
*t and p bicker as a watches in complete confusion*
p: suniye! can you please make her understand! it's not appropriate to have a mirrored wall across from the crib! our nanhe will get vanity issues, and also we will be overwhelmed by our own reflections as snake eyed raccoons when we're up for those 3 am feedings
t: you and your 3 am feedings! why are you making it such a big deal!
p: because nanhe has to eat!
t: yeah but -
a: LADIES. what is going on here? what are you talking about?
p: oh yeah forgot to tell you. maxed our your ultra platinum visa and your gold label mastercard. you'll need to pay those off soon.
a: you maxed out my credit cards??
p: nanhe needs a lot of things.
a: who the hell is nanhe!
t: ABHI! how dare you speak of our child like that!
a: WHAT CHILD?!!!
*p and t frown at each other...decide there's too much planning to be done, no time to waste explaining things to the father-to-be...he'll get the picture when nanhe is closer to arriving*
p: so then we're agreed, buttercream for the walls and spring green for the trim?
t: why does the nursery have to look like a cake!
*p and t start arguing again...and a collapses onto the sofa and watches them in bewilderment, knowing he's not gonna get a straight answer anytime soon*
THE END
Edited by -mina- - 10 years ago
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