Brown logic.

Cook delicious and cook loads..

Cooking a small family meal, that is just not our style. You
know you are in a brown family when really big pressure
cookers encumber the stove,

Whistling noise of the regulator exasperates every ear in the house, an unusual
aroma begins to strike your nose, provoking you to walk upto
the kitchen.

And eventually you witness less than half of the cooked food in a serving
dish while the rest is being crammed up into empty ice cream
boxes.

No wonder my spoon was unable to dig into the similar box taken out
of the freezer last night.

It wasnt icecream, it was a desi gravy.
* just my luck! *

Brown parents to the rescue!

Sibling fight, more egoistic and violent. If i refer to it as a “communal war” it will certainly not be wrong.
Not so surprisingly, these fights take place rather frequently. In such cases, our brown parents behold the ability to drastically transform into superheros.
Reaching at the “crime scene” they save the day by,
1. Punishing the one closest to them, whether it was his fault or not.
2. Gathering the whole family in the living room for an extensively long ‘lecture’ regarding family norms.

During which the siblings keep pinching one another accusing eachother “this is all your fault.”