How it feels to have indian father

Incident 1:

Friend: Yar tu lambe baal kyun nhi rakhta ?

(Dude why don’t you keep long hairs)

Me: Awkward silence …… Pitaji goli maar denge.

(Dad will shoot me.. (Not literally :P))

Friend: Arey BC! Fir toh aise hi theek hain yar.

(ohh shit! let them as they are)

Incident 2:

Me: Papa DSLR dilwa do..

(dad get me a DSLR)

Father: Kya karega?

(what will you do with that?)

Me: (with some swag) Photos lunga.

(I’ll click pictures)

Father: waah! fir studio kholega aur 50 Rs. ki 50 passport photo banayega.

(wow! then you will open an studio and sell 50 passport photo at 50 rupees)

Me: chhodo rhne do :(

(okay just drop that)