A Mom comes to visit her son Kumar for dinner... who
lives with a girl roommate Sunita.



During the course of the meal, his mother couldn't
help but notice how pretty Kumar's roommate was. She
had long been suspicious of a relationship between the
two, and this had only made her more curious. Over the
course of the evening, while watching the two
interact, she started to wonder if there was more
between Kumar and his roommate than met the eye.
Reading his mom's thoughts, Kumar volunteered, "I know
what you must be thinking, but I assure you, Sunita
and I are just roommates."



About a week later, Sunita came to Kumar saying, "Ever
since your mother came to dinner, I've been unable to
find the silver chutney jar. You don't suppose she
took it, do you?" Kumar said, “Well, I doubt it,
but
I'll email her, just to be sure."



So he sat down and wrote:



Dear Mother:

I'm not saying that you 'did' take the chutney jar
from my house, I'm not saying that you 'did not' take
the chutney jar. But the fact remains that it has been
missing ever since you were here for dinner.



Love, Kumar





Several days later, Kumar received an email from his
Mother, which read



Dear Son:



I'm not saying that you 'do' sleep with Sunita, and
I'm not saying that you do not' sleep with Sunita. But
the fact remains that if she were sleeping in her OWN
bed, she would have found the chutney jar by now under
the pillow...



Love,

Mom.



Lesson of the day: Don't Lie to Your Mother


How true...how true.