So what is it that you're writing?

My mom keeps noticing me typing away random stuff on the laptop. Initially, she thought I was studying something for the Best Consulting Group. And then, the interrogation ensued....

Q.1. So what are you writing?
A. Nothing. (The typical defensive child-like "Don't encroach into my independence" answer)

Q.2. You can't be doing nothing. What is it?
A. Well....just jotting down stuff, you know. (still evasive, if you notice)

Q.3. Oh....for your internship?
A. Nooo.... why would I write stuff down for my internship?

Q.4. Then what is it? (now I know where I get that inquisitive nose from ;))
A. Oh was just putting down memories.... you know about college, friends and stuff!

Q.5. (More a look, than a question) Ohhhh..... (In my mom's ideal world, only kids with problems put stuff down. Mrs. N's R, Mrs. I's V and Dombivili Valliamma's P never "write" down stuff. They just talk to their Mom's. So, now she is convinced its another of the bad habits I've picked up at Bangalore. :) )

Q.6. So, can I read it? (just what I was dreading)
A. No Maaa.... Its my personal stuff.

Q.7. (more an accusation than a question) YOU HAVE CHANGED. YOU WEREN"T LIKE THIS BEFORE (ok, maybe not this accusatory, but you get the hint right?) What do you mean personal? There is nothing to hide between a son and a mother. (in this context, let me inform the reader that my Mom believes that in her ideal world, the son has no clue about girls, porn, booze, smoke, night-outs et all)
A. Just because Trivandrum Valliamma's son discusses the color of his stools with his Mom, doesn't mean I shouldn't have my own personal world. (ok, I said nothing of that sort. I mumbled something to that effect)

Q.8. Will you show them to your wife? (Ah, the Indian Mom's Brahmastra! Did I mention my Mom was part of the CBI earlier?)
A. Maybe. There are some things I can only share with my wife. So, YES, I may.(For all you know, I had no intentions to do so. I may not share them with anyone. But better make things clear from the beginning!)

Q.8. Well, (having realized that certain battles can't be won), you can keep them with you and show the safe ones to me. Its not as if you are Mahatma Gandhi or Shah Rukh Khan; that you have an exciting life to put on paper! Anyways, I know everything there is to know.
A. And with that, the battle was lost. The war was won. :)

*Valliamma = Aunt
*Brahmastra = Ancient Indian weapon of the Gods

p.s : I love my mom. And I sincerely hope none of you (non-existent readers) hates me enough to let her know her son blogs! And most of this is fictional. Except the CBI part. I think it was RAW. ;)