It was my mom's birthday on Monday (20th). I remembered. Am not that bad a son. After I was done with my daily work load, I gave her a call.
She asked why I was not at my hometown celebrating her birthday. Um, hello? Working...
Then she asked if I would go back to attend a cousin's wedding, on Deepavali. Which is a public holiday. But I am working that Sunday. If I were to go back, I'd have to take the night bus and arrive on Deepavali morning. Then rush back to KL later that afternoon or evening.
I ain't doing that.
When I told her I was working, she snapped back. "You go ahead and do that. Work, work and work. That's all you do."
I held back from saying anything. Of course I was pissed. Not like she doesn't know I have a lot of bills to pay. Sigh.
Just when I thought things are getting better between me and her...