Mother (viciously brushing my hair and making a braid): …you girls don’t know how to make proper Braids yet! Kuch seekh lo. (Please learn something) Stop looking like a homeless person. I analyze myself in the mirror. Me: I look like I’m going off to sell milk in the market and it is 1950. Mother: […]
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