March 11. “Button, this is the conversation I had with my daughter on Google talk this evening.”

Daughter: Hi mommy.

Mommy: Hi. Don’t forget our evening walk.

Daughter: Not a chance in hell. I almost died yesterday! And why must you do everything as a routine? 

Mommy: You walked all of 10 minutes and you say you died? I’ll go alone.

Daughter: I’ll tell baba or didi to accompany you.

Mommy: I just read about Carla Bruni and her husband, the French President, Nicolas Sarkozy, having separate affairs.

Daughter: So much for marriage.

Mommy: You think we could get didi interested in Sarkozy?

Daughter: Not a bad proposal. I’ll ask her.

Mommy: Ask and let me know how she reacts.

Daughter: She’s is a meeting with baba. I’ll find out.

“It’s almost 12.30. Aren’t you sleepy? Because if you aren’t, I am.  Why are you then looking out for a girl for me to marry.”

“Because, in bear territory, hopefully, marriage is not a hoax. Or is it?”