Mom & Her Movies

My mom's taste in movies is different than mine. Her favorite are old school Hindi movies or soap opera type Indian shows. When her mother came to the United States for a visit last year, the two of them were addicted to a show called "Aap Ki Antra" or something like that. The story was all convoluted and just like what I think a telenovela would be like. Honestly, I think those kinds of shows have influenced the way she views all other movies.

This past week we lent mom & dad "Avatar," and she hated it. She said she had to stop it half way through because she didn't like all the way the creatures looked. I'm not sure if I'll ever really understand what makes a "good" movie in her opinion.

I hope I don't forget...

the way my mom smells. It's a lingering sort of smell that I remember from my childhood: Oil of Olay. To this day when I smell it, I always think of mom. I hope one day there's some scent that will remind Chetan of me. Hopefully it's pleasant. :)