Me: *Huffing and panting entering home in my blue sports tee and shorts. I looked BEAU-TI-FUL. Fully drenched, the shoe laces untied, slimy hands and feet, scruffy unkempt hair and a few scratches on my right knee and elbow. Hmmm... Din't I say BEAU-TI-FUL? (Well.. Nevermind.. playing cricket in the rain compliments you with all those uninvited add-ons)*
Mom: Looking at me.. *beep beep beep* once again *beep beep beep* Actually after a while of beep beep beeps... (this continues until all the bad words in her dictionary have been used).
Mom: You better run to the nearby grocery and get me few tomatoes, onions and blah blah... (the list continues for a few seconds). And if you don't, then u will get no dinner and you will have to sleep on the roads tonight.
*Slams the door *
Me: OK mommy. (With an evil smile turns towards the road. Wow! that means extra bonus minutes to play in the rain.. Quickly picking up the list and the money pouch.. Runs off to the shop…