met a boy today who at the ripe old age of 21 has got bored of drinking, smoking and smoking pot...he still smokes but with this disintersted air of a 40 year old. Instead he gets his kicks out of playing the stock market and tells me how he lost six times my annual salary in three hours. He also has what I term the post-post modern relationship with a girl who like any normal Indian sex deprived girl wants to get it on but is faced with polite yawns. THIS is what happens if you carry a hip flask to school, smoke behind the basketball court and get all the girls too early.
Instead you should have parents like my dad who despite the casualness of email, 10 years of relatively frank bonhomie and late night calls everyday still sends mails that would make a lawyer blink twice "requesting" me to have my milk in the morning.