So the baby is born and the book is opened. Then the priest says ‘Ok babies name must start with letters U, V, Z’…whatever. So now you know, if you gort terrible names blame the priest.Names like, THAMEN, SIVAN, MARIEMUTHU etc
1. Shave their hair off their heads….hence the Nine boy look
2. Put thick thick kajol in the eyes….Now I know why so many Charous are blind and why we like bright bright colours.
3. Bang one brass tray with a spoon next to their ears….Now you also know why we listen to so loud music
4. Put one 22 Karat gold bracelet on the hand…Hence the thick thick dog chains we wear on our hands. Like my bra Thamen (One blinged black ugly charou) At night you only see the bracelet moving.
5. Intoxicate the baby with Lobaan….we get used to smoking foreign stuff from a young age
6. Attach one Pen Knife to you….hence the violence in us (hold me ekse, you know who I am eh you know who I am. My mother put lobaan for your father, and you pumping your mouth ye!)
7. Feed your mother with thitha thitha chow, and then she breastfeeds the baby….hence the brown tan, cos all your cells gort burnt
So when a baby is born in the family, the Couzies already know, here’s a Chuttey Jol coming our way. Free chow, limited dop’s and hours of gossip amongst the men and women.
You heard Shushi, how that one’s daughter pulled out one brand new BMW from the box. Who bought new car Rheena? That one man, Mistry’s daughter Varooosha. Apparently she earning double digit salary now.
And the ballies….
Hey maam, what happened to that ou, I check he dont like to pull in by the possie no more. And my vrou chooned me he’s dopping it up one way now.
I’m sure he gort some maache (money) problems.
Anyways, now that the gossip is on and the action is happening.
The Ma pulls in with the new born. Grand entrance, brand new sari specially bought by her ma from India. The new born is slaaning one pokey outfit brought from Singapore by the Poowa. So these people are doing well.
And must just ask ONCE, or tell it one time. Soo nice sari you wearing…then you must sit back and here the whole Khatha about the sari and how they bought it.
After a while the first Aunty vyes to carry the child, and the first words. So pretty the baby, mera nana muna bacha, who troubling the baby (Now the only person troubling the baby is you, you old cow, with your annoying voice)
Then she goes on to say, ooohhh the baby look just like the fathers family, but she will say this in front of the mothers side family and then vice versa. Just to cause some sparks.
Charou’s yawl are too hot to handle.
Eh boy go bring one 2lt coke and come by Sureel’s Mercedes Benz with sportspack.
JHB Charou