Gone were the days where the girl shyly takes tea to the boy whilst their parents look over approvingly. Gone were the days where the glances and sneak-peeks at each other were 5ms long at 10ms intervals.
So what has the pennukannal come down to ?
Well, take my household.
Sunday, 10:30 am
Dad: "We are going to see 2 boys today. We'll meet one at the mall at 4pm and the other at 6pm."
A low groan from my sis.
Sunday, 2 pm
Mom: "I'm not feeling well. I think we should invite the boys to our house."
A loud groan from me.
Sunday, 3 pm
Dad: "Why can't you girls be clean and tidy?! *Loud sneeze!!* Why do you have to have books everywhere?"
Me: "Why do you always criticize us? I didn't KNOW that we had to be military clean every day of our lives!"
Mom: "Do you have to argue NOW? Somebody help me get out the good tea-set!!"
My sis: "My eyebrows look ok?"
Mom, addressing me: "You look so fat in that! Go and wear something else!"
Me, grumbling: "The boy isn't coming to see ME."
Sunday, 4 pm
The boy (lets call him X) comes over. We introduce ourselves to X. After a short while, we leave X and my sis to speak in private. I occupy myself with F.R.I.E.N.D.S.
After half an hour, we come back and quickly send him off on his way.
"Well?" I asked my sis. "You guys certainly had a lot to talk about."
"He did most of the talking... On his cell phone with his friend!"
We discussed some more and decided that X was not worth it. He was dominating, arrogant and rude.
Neeexxxt!
Mom: "Oh no!! The next boy will arrive just in time for StarSinger Finale!!"
Sis: "Mommmm..."
Mom: "I've been waiting all month for this day!"
Sunday, 6 pm
The boy (Y) arrived. Blah blah. I left my sis alone to watch Chandler being right for once. Blah blah.
It was already past 6:30 and Mom was getting pretty restless. Y and Dad were totally into his career and the different aspects of mechanical engineering.
Me: "I think it's time to start cooking our dinner."
Mom joined my sis and I in the kitchen as I peeled and sliced onions for our sausage curry (Yum!).
Mom: "My Star Singer!"
Me: "So, did you like him?"
Sis: "He's very paavam and conservative... I don't think he'd appreciate our sausage curry."
Me: (Gasp) Naahhiiinn!
Mom: "Great. In that case, I'll scare him off. I'll ask him if he wants anything to drink (as in liquor)."
Sis, laughing: "And what if he says 'yes'?"
Mom winked and said: "In that case, that was a test! I'll show him the door!"
Sunday, 7 pm
Y finally left.
BTW, the Finale of StarSinger went on till 11pm. My mom slept happy. :P
