Taught my mom to play online cards

[Rohan Mehta]

It all started with boredom during a power cut. You know how it goes in Indian homes — fan stops, everyone starts walking around like lost souls, and someone eventually says “Chalo antakshari khelenge.” But that day my mom said something unexpected: “Tu hamesha phone mein games khelta hai, mujhe bhi sikha de na.” I looked up. “Seriously?” She nodded. So I grabbed my phone, turned on the hotspot from my sister’s mobile, and opened Dafabet. Of course, I didn’t say it was Dafabet. I just said, “It’s a clean cards app.” She didn’t ask questions — just adjusted her specs, sat next to me like she was preparing for an exam, and said, “Shuru karo.” And so began my mom’s unexpected entry into the world of online cards. I’d downloaded Dafabet a few months ago from casinologin.in after seeing it on a forum. My cousin had mentioned it during IPL — “Bro, even the aunties in my colony use it to play teen patti secretly.” I didn’t believe him then. Now I do, because apparently even mom can enjoy an online money game
without getting overwhelmed.
The funniest part? She actually got better. Like, legit. I showed her how to manage coins, when to fold, how to read basic signals, and she started making small calls like a pro. Once she even told me, “Beta, abhi fold karo. Iska chance nahi hai.” And she was right. I sat there blinking like, “What just happened?” Also, because Dafabet’s interface is so clean — no loud ads, no cartoonish visuals — she didn’t feel like she was doing something “bad.” She even said, “Yeh game toh normal lagta hai, jaise Facebook wale games.” And yaar, she wasn’t wrong. The way Dafabet is designed, it actually feels like a normal card platform, not some shady place flashing “WIN ₹10,000 NOW!” every second.
Soon, it became part of our evening ritual. After dinner, she’d ask “Game khelenge?” and I’d open Dafabet, switch to the card section, and hand her the phone. One day she even said, “Yeh wala game mujhe zyada paisa deta hai.” She meant Teen Patti. And she wasn’t lying — that week, she’d won small amounts four times in a row. I didn’t let her play big stakes or deposit anything — just the bonuses and small fun rounds. She didn’t care about the cash; it was more about winning a round against the virtual dealer. And honestly? It was wholesome. We don’t often bond over games — she never cared about cricket or PUBG. But cards? That was her lane. Now she says, “Beta, jab tere papa aaye tour se, unko bhi sikhaenge.” I’m not ready for both my parents becoming casino pros, but hey — at least we’re gaming together.
I still haven’t told her the app name. Not because it’s shady (it’s not), but because the name “Dafabet” sounds too much like a tech company and she’ll start asking fifty questions. For now, she’s just happy she knows how to play rummy online, and I’m happy I found a new kind of timepass that’s actually become a family activity. Not what I expected when I downloaded the app from casinologin.in that one rainy afternoon. But then again, life’s full of surprises. And apparently, so is my mom’s gaming potential. 🎉🃏👩‍👦‍👦