Aunty In Petticoat.peperonity.com [CONFIRMED]

So now I am sitting here with my third cup of chai, eating the broken mathri myself (don’t judge, waste not want not), and typing this post.

Hai Ram! The mathri was for Diwali next week! Now half of them are broken and have cat paw prints. I cannot give those to guests, no? What will they think? “Aunty is feeding us cat food?”

Aunty

Stay safe. Keep your petticoat strings tight.

Sharma boy, if you are reading this—bring my ball back before your father hears from me. aunty in petticoat.peperonity.com

So, let me tell you what happened this morning.

And what do I find?

My steel dabba – the big one, the one I keep the homemade mathri in – has fallen from the top shelf. Opened. And sitting right next to it, with ghee on his whiskers, is the fattest, most shameless ginger cat I have ever seen in my life.