keeping myself contended by managing successfully (although unintentionally) in constantly keeping Mamma on her toes when it comes to surprising her--- with my "dressing sense(s)" {or, the lack of it, maybe}, that is.. 'coz she finds it a bit disturbing to find her daughter all fully covered from head-to-toe in this blazing and blasting summer on one day and the very same daughter prancing about in barely there trademark(ed) famous shorts and tee on the other day!
and there are also days when she is pleasantly surprised.. i know its "pleasantly" surprised (sic) when i get her "kotha-o berocchhish?" those are the days when i ditch my usual and regular shorts/jeans and tee/shirts for something else..
but the best is always when i get her "kotha-o berocchhish" even when in shorts/jeans and tee/shirts..
:)
note: the "disturbing" mentioned above has nothing to do with the lengths (or, its lack, thereof) f the clothes on/of her daughter in question/context/discussion/interest. the "disturbing" is majorly attributed to the constant yo-yo-ing and shuffle shift.
and there are also days when she is pleasantly surprised.. i know its "pleasantly" surprised (sic) when i get her "kotha-o berocchhish?" those are the days when i ditch my usual and regular shorts/jeans and tee/shirts for something else..
but the best is always when i get her "kotha-o berocchhish" even when in shorts/jeans and tee/shirts..
:)
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