Whenever we are at a family gathering or an occasion and the conversation is starting to get stale, one of my uncles or cousins winks or prods me. And that is my cue to launch into my favorite topic:
And the target is always abba, who after some 30 plus years of following his passion and serving at all terrains in uniform, never fails to rise to the occasion, and defend ‘my second mother’ whenever anyone dares even raise a finger to it.
I follow a typical set procedure of nudges and pokes. One of my ‘accomplices’ joins in, by saying something like, ‘We sure wish the Army would take over the government, look at the haalat these days.’
Abba perks up, and then composes himself again.
These Army guys are nothing if not adaptable. He knows by now that Im just trying to provoke him into an argument for the sake of the gathering…
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