Me: Stop whining for God's sake and don't talk to me for the next 10 minutes.
HRH: What's the point of having a child if you don't want to talk to him?
HRH (talking about his little cousin): She liked me and Baba..but Ammi was deleted from her thoughts
HRH: Are you patient like a tiger?
Khala: Are tigers patient?
HRH: Yes...when they are waiting to pounce.
Khala: She looks like Cher
HRH: Sher who? Sher Khan?
Sulking HRH being force-fed lunch by his khala -
HRH: You are a Nazi.
HRH: I have a headache
Me (worried): Seriously?
HRH: No haha just tricking you
Me: I wish you wouldn't do that
HRH: You are a nervous wreck.