Yuck post ahead. Read at your own risk. Don’t tell me I didn’t warn you.
To Varun: Hey you vaandu! You cannot sue me for sharing this bit (about what you did of course!) with the world because I obtained your permission. Am recording it here just so you know what an entertainment material you are. And yes, anna inspires you.
Varun to me: Amma, I want to use the ‘rest room’. I think I want to poo.
Me (half-way through my dinner): Ok go! Call me when you are done (this too shall pass!)
Varun (back in a few seconds): Ma, this poo is bad. Refusing to come out.
Me: SSSShhabbaaa. Ok.
Varun (after another minute): Ma, I think I really want to go now.
Me: Poyenda (Just do it!)
Varun (runs to the loo and is back again in few seconds): oh hum…. Not coming.
After a few seconds, he stands, squirms, grins.
Me: (exasperated) What is it now?!
Varun: I just farted. Twice.
At this moment, anna is shaken out of his P.G.Wodehouse reverie. He reminds me its a while since I used garlic in my cooking!!