My Mom called me midway through last week. I've been sort of avoiding talking with her because of what happened a week or so back.
'So how are you?'
'I'm fine.'
'Are you eating properly?'
'Yeah.'
'What did you have for breakfast?
'Sandwiches.'
'What are you going to have for lunch?'
'Something that my friends will bring me.'
'Okay, your sister's here. Do you want to talk to her?'
'Not really.'
Phone still gets handed over.
'Hi da, how are you?'
'I'm okay. Going on.'
'How is work and music?'
'Going on. Gigs now and then.'
'What else?'
'Nothing much really. How is the baby doing?'
'Nothing much. I've not put on weight. Just my belly is out.'
*Uncomfortable silence*
'So, are you coming down to Kerala for my delivery?'
'No.'
*Uncomfortable silence*
'I'm a little busy now at work. We'll talk later. Bye.'
'Bye.'
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