Hello aunty!!!

Once it so happened that I along with my frens went to eat out at China town. A very humble place that Vellore is, you hardly have much places to eat out at… CT being one of them. Plus not to forget they serve good Chinese. So me, Harry, Karan, Prashant, Arvind and Nigel went to have a good dinner there. But the primary problem being, that it is always crowded by guys and chicks from VIT as well as CMC… so u end up waiting in the lobby for at least for say half an hour generally before you get a table. Here we were sitting in lobby sipping on dew and eagerly waiting to get a table. We were famished and Arvind’s pjs were the only solace. Just then came a classmate of mine with his gal to have dinner there. For the record… he looks handsome and kinda cute. But his gal looks like his mom… fat and ugly. U understand what I mean right?

Nigel hardly comes to class and has only an acquaintance with most of others in class other than me, Harry and Karan. This classmate of ours comes in to greet us and we do the same. We know his gal too and so we greet her too. Nigel has only a faint acquaintance with this guy and obviously does not know that the gal beside him is his chick. He gets up to greet him and shook hands with him and then offers his hand to his chick saying very mildly, as if whispering, “Hello aunty!!”. I was standing beside Nigel and I was awestruck… so much so that my jaw dropped. I was staring at Nigel with eyes so wide open that it might seem that my eyeballsy might pop out anytime and they will drop on the floor and roll off across the lobby. Though it seems that no one else heard or probably our classmate and his chick heard him but nevertheless ignored it and marched on into the dining room as waiter called them out to take a table for two.

I was still looking at Nigel dumbstruck with my mouth wide open. “Dude!! Did you just say hello aunty to her?” I said raising my eyebrows with a smirk. Nigel replies very innocently “Ya I did… so? Isn’t she his mom”. Lo!! … and we all broke out in laughter. Nigel, tho however confused he was, joined in too.

“So she isn’t his mom?” he said chuckingly.
“No she’s his galfren… “ I explained.
“Common? Don’t bullshit me… look at her. She’s fat… she looks ugly. How can someone ever hang out with her?” he said trying to sound innocent but having hard time containing his laugh and managing with a devilish smirk across his face.
“Ya… she is. Live with it”

“Shit man… good I didn’t say it loud. Do you think they heard me… him and his gal? Oh wat the fuck… I don’t care” and started chuckling again.

Now whenever I see my classmate with his gal a smile surfaces on my face remembering this particular incident. Whenever he passes by I say it under my breath “Mama’s cute lil boy” and Nigel breaks out in uncontrollable laughter.

But Nigel still wants to ask... why do guys want to hang out with gals who look like their mom? Do drop in answers if you have any in he comments section....