Parents are amazing, sometimes they are our best friends, sometimes they are our counselors, and sometimes they are downright weird with technology.
It does not make sense as to why people that smart, who are capable of handling bills, forms, documents (and us!) and almost everything out there in the real world, cannot understand the basics of a basic mobile phone, or a computer.
Parents and technology seem to always be at war with each other, a rather funny man vs machine feud, almost as interesting as The Matrix movies.
The other day, my father asked me to take down a number on a piece of paper and I promptly did. Then he asked me to send the number to someone from his phone contact.
But the number I had jotted down was also in his contact list. I could not make him understand the simple rules of 'copy and paste.'
This man was also a freedom fighter, so I think I can overlook it. But he also makes me send his e-mails twice, one to the sender and another to his own e-mail address, just to make sure the e-mails are sent.
I was talking to a friend one day, who told me that her mother, an absolutely lovely aunty whom I adore, wanted to give her password to someone so that they could share the same Facebook profile. We were glad it was not her bKash PIN number. Maybe she had already shared it, who knows.
Every time I check into the phone gallery of my parents, aunts, uncles or people of that age range, I see lots of pictures of chins. These are beautiful chins by the way, double-layered, bearded, and what not. But taking selfies are apparently that hard, the chins always come in between.
How does a phone camera vanish? How does a person point the camera at the floor the entire time and complain about not being able to see himself/herself? For that, you have to patiently watch one of your parents make a video call. It is cute and hilarious.
My mother sent me some pink heart emojis on WhatsApp one time. The moment I was going to reply with "Aww I love you too Ammu," she called me up and said, "We have ran out of onions in the house, could you please get a few kilos on your way home? I was going to send you pictures of onions, but I think these are apples."