Her: You should write a big book. You keep talking about it all the time.
Me: Shall I quit my job and do it then?
Her: Amma, I go to school for 8 hours, I have classes after that, I read a lot, I go to sleep one hour before you… and I still manage to write everyday!
And I retire hurt, annihilated by my young author-in-the-making.
