Dear Readers, you may notice the dates of the Blog do not match the Flash Post dates which are in real time. The blog was written in 2009 and saw the light of day 6 months back when my younger daughter discovered it and decided to bring it to you here.
Flash Post 281!

Flash Post 281!

Button, I bet my bottom dollar that you’ll laugh so much at this post that you’ll split your sides.

Try me.

I called Dost on the number he has by his bedside to check if he’s okay eating alu parathas for dinner tonight.

Me: Hello.

Dost: Hello.

Me: Hello.

Dost: Hello. Who’s this?

It was clear that he wasn’t being able to hear me. It was also a little odd as he couldn’t recognise my voice. So I again said:

Me: Hello. Can’t you recognise who I am?

Dost: Hello. Who’s this?

Me: alubaba (My pet name for Dost because he can eat alu (potatoes) for breakfast, lunch and dinner!) Hello alubaba, it’s me.

Dost: Alubaba! Who’s that?

By this time I was rolling on the bathroom floor. Yes, I was calling Dost from the bathroom.

Me: It’s me. Can’t you recognise my voice?

Dost: Hello (Raised voice). Hello. Go and eat shit whoever you are. Saying that, he banged down the phone.

I called again but got a busy tone. When I came out after my shower to check why there had been a constant busy tone, I found that he had taken the receiver off the phone hook!

Dost replied: someone was asking for alubaba again and again and again and I got fed up as I’m concentrating on my column for next week.

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