Mother: Molu**, are you free da? Shall we Skype?
Daughter: Nope Ma. Am at the parlour. And then I have to run a few errands. Busy day, Ma. Let me reach home OK!
No further questions asked. The whole day swishes by and the mother’s hope to see her daughter is left hanging in the air.
Daughter: AMMA! (Yes, all caps to denote that she is shouting out on what’s app)
Where are you?
Barrage of shout outs. But no response. The mother isn’t online yet.
The daughter places a frantic call.
The father picks up. Obviously unaware of the dire situation the daughter is in, he sets out on his own track
I know I know, mol! I know why you called. I am watching too. Federer is playing, right!!
Oh, Acha! I’ll catch the match later, ok. I didn’t call for that though. Where’s AMMA! Can you pass the phone to her please?
No questions asked. The father passes the phone to the mother.
AMMA, don’t you have your phone with you?
No, da, I have been terribly busy. Haven’t had the time to even breathe!!
Well, I need your help! I need the recipe for Semiya Upma, right NOW!
That’s it? Is that why you are sounding so frantic?
YES! My pan is burning, Ma! Be quick.
OK OK. Will what’s app you the recipe right away.
No further questions asked. So what if the mother was busy. If the daughter summons, she had better be there for her! ;P
** Molu/Mol is an endearing way of addressing one’s daughter, in Malayalam