I don’t know, I guess the man’s blown-up swagger or probably the
fragrance of his cologne intoxicated her, and she consented to a one night
thingy - you know, that absolutely no strings attached thingy, and certainly no
fears about being stalked in the future - In fact who cares if she’ll ever see
him again.
To be brief, nine months afterwards, and that’s just roughly speaking,
that never-to-be-repeated thingy turned into a windfall, a newborn actually.
Now she’s confused, she can’t even figure who to name the newborn after,
because according to the grapevine, all she knew about him was that he went by
the name ‘Top Shotta.’
Her grandma was thrilled that the young lady brought forth a grandchild.
She was like: ‘Lee Khewal La Dorm, Nyun Barri Wunj’, meaning it was a blessing
to their not so large family. Now her mom’s so furious. She retorted that the
baby be named “Top Rechu”” – I thought she was being sarcastic but she said:
“Su Yakamti Ak Gawantu Jurray Dorm, Rechu Am Si Turando” [regret is what is
begotten when impatience and undue excitement have a baby]
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