A Mom comes to visit her son Kumar for dinner....who lives with a room mate, a girl named
Samanta.
During the course of the meal, his mother couldn't help but notice how pretty Kumar's
roommate was. She had long been suspicious of a relationship between
the two, and this had only made her more curious.
Over the course of the
evening, while watching the two interact, she started to wonder if
there was more between Kumar and his roommate than met the eye.
Reading his mom's
thoughts, Kumar volunteered, "I know what you must be thinking, but I
assure you, Samanta and I are just roommates."
About a week
later, Samanta came to Kumar saying, "Ever since your mother came to
dinner, I've been unable to find the silver chutney jar. You don't
suppose she took it, do you?" Kumar said, "Well, I doubt it, but I'll
email her, just to be sure...."
So he sat down and
wrote:
Dear Mother: I'm not
saying that you 'did' take the chutney jar from my house, I'm not
saying that you 'did not' take the chutney Jar. But the fact remains
that it has been missing ever since you were here for dinner.
Love, Kumar
Several days later,
Kumar received an email from his Mother which read
Dear Son:
I'm not saying that you 'do' sleep with Samanta, and I'm not saying
that you 'do not' sleep with Samanta. But the fact remains that if she
was sleeping in her OWN bed, she would have found the chutney jar by
now under the pillow...
Love, Mom.
Lesson for ur life :
Don't Lie to Your Mother...... ........especially if she is an Indian!
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