Mamma, that Ottavio is such an idiota!

Mamma, you know tua figlia since We were a bambina growing up in Orbassino. When provoked, we can be like a tigre in the cause of Our bambini, children, and Our husband’s bello, beautiful, memory! We shall fight them, Mamma, don’t you worry, until they remember their nonni, grandmothers. We are always ready for the battaglia, battle. Qual che volta, sometimes, We wish We could go back to the good old days, when all We had to do was to bake a delicious torta, cake, and serve it to Our suorcera, mother-in-law, and bambini for te. Now We are called upon to serve punches to our enemies for colanzione, breakfast, and We always try to serve delicious ones!

But Mamma, that idiota, Ottavio Quattrocchi, insists on spoiling things. He is truly a peste! We have only uno question for him: why cannot he keep his bocca, mouth, shuto? Why does he have to appear on our national televisione, talking about what a buono, good, amico, friend, he is of the Nehru-Gandhi famiglia and how proud he is of the association with Us? Si figura, just imagine, his impertinence! Who is he to Us, and We to him, that he can make such claims, Mamma? We want nothing to do with him. Verismo, We don’t even know him, apart from the fact that he would visit Our place, some time, so long, long ago. The uomo, man, is a buffone, clown! Verismo! He even claims that he is responsible for Our country’s industrialisation! How absurdo! Doesn’t he know that it was Rajiv who industrialised this paese, country?

By the way, Mamma, we are in the middle of a big Congress riunione, meeting, in Hyderabad. And Rahul and Priyanka are also here. It is so consoling, so reassuring, to have Our famiglia with us when We are encircled by Our enemies! So nice to see posters with Indira, Rajiv, Rahul, Priyanka, and Us, on it. Every poster We look at seems like a family fotografare album! Rahul, by the way, is the stella! Star! A meraviglioso, a marvellous, stella! Our party workers are pleading with Us to elect him into the CWC so that ‘‘Rahulji becomes Rajivji’’. So sweet they are. They even publish advertisements saying that We must inspire them. Let us see what happens, Mamma. Certamente, certainly, We must do everything to make Our workers happy, but we have to be a little cautious, too.

As for the Great Unwashed, they continue to shower us with their affection! And they also love Our bambini. Our enemies say we are building a dynasty. But, mamma, as We have said once, and We will say it again, isn’t dynasty part of politics? Verament, it is non e possible, not possible, to build power without one’s sons and daughters, children and grandchildren, and great-grandchildren, especially if it involves the molte importante famiglia, the most important family, in the paese, like Ours, one to which the whole country is looking for direction! Even Maneka, my cognata, sister-in-law, is busy trying to build up her son, Varun, as a future primo-ministro! But she would be better off promoting her cats and dogs. By the way, Maneka is in the giornale, newspaper, for wanting to ban a film because it mistreats animals! Now isn’t that something new to mew and bark about? Verismo, life is so full of nuovo experienza, when it comes to that Maneka!

Caro, caro Mamma, do take good care of yourself. Got to go now, Mamma, an importante AICC session is coming up which We have to chair.

Ciao for now,
Ti amo
Sonia