The little boy who sells roses at the mall parking is majorly confused about my age. Last time when I strolled by wearing jeans, he promised me that God would bless me with a handsome husband very soon if I bought his flowers. And he called me ' Didi '. A few days later, with my kiddo's in tow, he promised long life for my kids and proceeded to call me 'Aunty' ! Figure that out...
The wife of a distant cousin (who is 5years elder to me) has suddenly decided to call me didi because I have kids and she doesn't. Probably making others feel older makes one feel younger ? Its a mystery...
I plan not to colour my hair when I turn grey. I imagine I would soon graduate to "DADI JI" ! Sigh Sigh...Such is life.......
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