Hello My Dear Readers…
The following is a Text Message Conversation between 19 Year Old Nirmal and his Mother, Vimala.
This Story will be told as a Series, and each Episode will focus on a New Set of Short Chats, exchanged between the Two Protagonists in Public, yet discretely.
The Plot is set in India.
I have tried my best to make this as interesting as possible, and I really hope all of you will like the attempt.
Happy Reading!!
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Nirmal : Hello Mom…
Vimala : What is Wrong?? What is the Problem??
Nirmal : There is No Problem, Mom…
Vimala : Then… Why are you Texting Me, sitting right next to me?!
Nirmal : It is just that…
Vimala : Is Everything Alright?!
Nirmal : No…
Vimala : What!!
Nirmal : I Mean… Yes…
Vimala : Nirmal!! Tell Me… Is something really wrong?? You Are Scaring Me… Is it the Cab Driver?? You feel something is fishy?? Is he taking the Wrong Route?!
Nirmal : Mom… No… It is all fine… Relax…
Vimala : Then… What is this about?? Why can’t you just Open Your Mouth, and Talk!!
Nirmal : Mom… Look… I just don’t know how to tell you… I am just too… I don’t know… It is nothing big… I Guess… But… I am not sure…
Vimala : What is it, Nirmal… Tell Me Fast… You are giving me a Mini Heart-Attack!!
Nirmal : Okay… I understand… And… I Am Sorry…
Vimala : Just Say It… Please!! You are making me angry now!!
Nirmal : The Strap of your Bra is Visible.
Vimala : What??
Nirmal : Your Kurti is falling off your Shoulders…
Vimala : Ohh…
Nirmal : Yeah…
Vimala : Hahaha… Nirmal!! It was just that??
Nirmal : Yes, Mom!!
Vimala : Really?!
Nirmal : Why?? I should not have told you that?!
Vimala : Come On… You should have told that to me directly… It is No Big Deal…
Nirmal : I know… But… I just felt I should Text You…
Vimala : So that the Driver does not know?!
Nirmal : I guess so…
Vimala : You did not want him to steal a glance?!
Nirmal : Mom… Of Course No!!
Vimala : Oh Nirmal… You Are Such A Sweet Boy… Thank You… I feel really safe when I am with you… I Love You!!
Nirmal : I Love You Too, Mom… I feel so relieved now…
Vimala : Chill… I have fixed it.
Nirmal : Yes… I am fine now…
Vimala : Good…
Nirmal : Yeah…
Vimala : Did You Like It??
Nirmal : Excuse Me?! What??
Vimala : My New Kurti… Does The Color Green Suit Me Well??
Nirmal : Your New Kurti?! Oh Yes… You look beautiful in it… As Always…
Vimala : Hehe… Thanks, Nirmal.
Nirmal : You Are Welcome, Mom…
Vimala : But…
Nirmal : But What??
Vimala : What were you thinking??
Nirmal : What??
Vimala : You thought I asked you about My Bra… Right?!
Nirmal : Come On, Mom… No!!
Vimala : Don’t Lie…
Nirmal : Actually Yes!!
Vimala : Haha… See!!
Nirmal : I Am Sorry…
Vimala : No No… It is Not your fault… I did not make it clear enough…
Nirmal : But it is equally my mistake… I should have already guessed you would never ask me about your Bra.
Vimala : Yes… Hehe… But, It’s All Fine… Neither of Us meant anything bad!!
Nirmal : Yeah…
Vimala : So… What Else?!