The Wordsmith

Reclining on a couch on a lazy Sunday afternoon after a good(and heavy) lunch with a couple of Archie comics in hand (Sighh!! Yeah!! I still read Archies, Tinkle, Tintin, Asterix and Enid Blyton!! :rolling eyes:), the sambhar and potato slowly work their spell and sleep overcomes you, the book slips and falls down and your eyelids droop heavy with sleep, your mouth slightly open and in this state there is nothing in this world which would induce you to leave that state of inertia and move  your posterior (except of course chocolate ice cream, chennai super kings match or date with george clooeny in that order)
You are in heaven!! Ahhh Bliss
And then suddenly "Kuch khaas hai hum sabhi mein...." your phone rings jarring your senses. You are very very rudely shaken out of your state of inertia and you frantically try to locate the source of the infernal sound while cursing under your breath. You look at the caller id and find that the caller is one pesky aunt or rather an aunt who is normally ok but is decidedly pesky when she calls you at 1 in the afternoon on a sunday. But duty beckons and relatives' calls ought not to be cut and you pick it up making it a point to sound groggy and sleepy.

You : 'Lo
PA(Pesky Aunt):Ayyayo. You were sleeping? Did i wake you up?? I am soooo sorry.
You: Errr. 'ats ok chitti. what 'appened?
PA: Well.. Are u listening
Me: Mm hmm
PA: Amma told me that she has started looking for you
Me: Whaaaa??!!!
PA: There is this nice boy who has done his MS and is working in Texas..