There’s a competition that exists which makes the Olympics look like a school sports day. Indian aunties run in a league of their own when it comes to who is the best. The most hotly contested topic among them is the respective careers of their children. So here’s one I heard earlier.
Aunty Happy: My son is a brain doctor.
Aunty Lucky: That is so good.
Later on that day Aunty Lucky goes home to give her child a scolding for not pursuing a career in medicine.
Aunty Lucky: Aunty Happy’s son is a neurosurgeon.
Child: Oh really. What did he study?
Aunty Lucky: The brain.
Child: Yes mum he did study the brain but he’s not quite the neurosurgeon that you think he is. His degree is in psychology and he isn’t a doctor.
Keep the gold medals and world records because ultimately nothing can beat a mother’s pride.