any takers??

I was typing an sms (S.O.S rather) frantically. The java class had begun, i was in the 1st row, right under the glare of the teacher..but dat msg was urgent!! "hey get my keys re..plzz" I waited desperately for the reply. 1 min seemed ages..... Zzzzzz.... My mobile vibrated... Aaah..at last! "I m nt cuming to class re" the message read. Oh Damn it !! Another brainwave! I sent the same message to sush.."plz get my keys". After few tensed moments, "got them" came d reply. I heaved a sigh of relief... "thx v much". that day, i thought, sush came late to class only to help me...otherwise he was always d early bird.. ---------------------------------- On the day before..... ---------------------------------- tak-tak-tak.... i was typing again..at dead speed! "hey get my keys re..plzzzzzzzzzzzzz" No reply.... I msgd again. "its urgent yar..reply sooon! " Again no reply.... My mind raced.. has she seen it or not..wot if she comes to the class withought reading the message..baapre!!! I gave a missed call..atleast now she will hear it. After wot seemed an eternity, a msg popped up. "ur keys aa?" "yes re.." Thank god! she has seen the msg! No problem now..bindaas! Meena came to class..at 7.30....late as usual... She sat next to me...we exchanged smiles, my eyes expressing a zillion thanks to her..my smile showing fulll gratitude for the help she had just done... Wot a wonderful friend i hav got and how more wonderful that she always comes late..i thought... After few min, i asked.. "give my keys re" "keys?? wot keys?? i dnt have any of ur keys wid me re...i was all the time wondering which keys u r talking about..but this thing beats me " I was aghast! I looked at her in disbelief.. wot a foolish person she is... a person who was wid me for atleast the past 3 days will know wot i am talking about..and she is wid me for 4 yrs!!! pooh! "arey idiot!!! my bike keys re!! :((( U know na..i keep forgetting..i forgot today also ...anduke i msgd u" "dumbhead" read my mind... After class, i rushed like a scared mouse, happy to see that the bike was still der... My beauty!! U know wot..this is the fourth time in a row that i left my keys on the bike!! in a row!!! Only improvement is..the first 2 days..i rememberd dat i forgot the keys only after the class..but since the last 2 days , my memory springs up in the middle of the class!!! "ur brain shud be actually kept in the museum!! " " wot happens to u yar?? does ur brain gets switched off occasionally??" "soo careless u r!! " phew...i have been listening to all this...ENOUGH !!!! ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- If you still think this could have happened to anybody...read on... ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- I once left my wallet (wid 500 rs) on a 1Re coin box. Only later did i realise that my wallet was missing...thankfully i got it back..thanks to the owner. Forgetting mobiles,wallets, keys has become a routine. Whenever i plan to buy a new mobile..costly wala...my frnds pitch in "Do din ke mehmaan ke liye , u want to spend so much??? " The most surprising thing is, i have always lost my frnd's things. I was lucky with things of my own!! I had once lost a MP3 playes..(it was sush's) . He gave it to me to use for a few days..leave alone using it..i dint even see it often. One day he casually asked me if it was still der..and to my horror it wasnt anywer!!! i lost it..and dont even know how!!! 2000 bucks!! But he is soo nice...he dint ask to refund..but as a punishment he keeps reminding me of my absent-mindedness!! Its such a torture!! A couple of mobile phones (ofcourse my poor frnds') , a few 500-rupee notes, pen- drives...form my list of 'LOST ITEMS' . read more....................... I has once been to a tailor shop. I carried a helmet, my wallet, keys, scarf, mobile and a bag..all in jus 2 hands!! :P I dumped all of them on his table , told him wot he ought to do and said i will collect from him in 30 min. Meanwhile i went shopping. Just when i was thanking god that i hadnot forgotten anything, a lady came upto me and said "I think u have forgotten your mobile at the tailor ! " "oh! is it? I will be going there in a few min. I will collect it..thanks a lot ! " she left... So stupid of me ! "where is my cell uncle?", iasked the tailor after my shooping was done. "Aapka cell? " he asked, amused. "Ofcourse! I had forgotten it here..u know naa..." I smiled.( i thought he was joking). " I dint see any cell here " My smile vanished. "Arey uncle...just now a lady told me dat u have my cell !!! " "what !!!!!! was dat ur cell??? I had sent a boy to give it to her, thinking it was hers!!! she dint return it!!! " Tears welled up in my eyes...but i fought them back.. "here, take my mobile. Call to your no. ", the uncle offered. gues wot...i dint know My Own No. !!!! It was a new sim and i hadnt memorised it yet !!!! I felt soo stupid ! AArrghh! y should this happen to me... "Errr...i dnt remember uncle..its my frnd's mobile" i answered sheepishly. I dialled sush's no. No..No.If i tell him, he will scold me.... I called dad. "Dad, can u tell my new no.?? " "yes beta...9291656826...but y?? " "never mind dad...thx a lot !" I dialled that no. now... "the no. u have called is switched off" It was expected. I grew desperate..my mind was conjuring up all wierd reasons i wud tell at home..my frnds... oh god ! help me.... "how uncle?? i lost my cell...wot shud i do? " "dont worry..lets try " he called that boy... "what! It was this mam's cell?? That lady is soo chaalu..she took it sincerely !! " , he exclaimed. Luckily, the tailor had her no. I went to a nearby shop and called her. "Hello aunty! I am talking from the t ailor shop. The cell phone which....." line cut..... I called again... "hello...hello aunty.....the cell phone...." "I cant hear u..", she said. line cut.... there was a lot of disturbance. She was in bus already. I dialled again....determined to pin her down. "have u taken the cell phone the boy gave u??" i came to it directly. "what cell?? i returned it to him...i dont know anything..y r u asking me?? " line cut.... i hid my tears.. u can imagine my position.. I cursed myself for being so careless... Back at the tailor... "Uncle, she flatly denied having taken the fone.." , i said trembling. "dont worry, u will find it." "But how?? " "Actually, the lady had returned it. Its the boy who stole it. He got scared and confessed everything to me...he will be coming with the mobile..dnt say anything to him." "whoaa !!! " I listened with my eyes wide open! " here is your cell madam! We found the lady at the bus stop..luckily for u she dint get the bus yet!" the boy came upto me and handed over the mobile. Besharam..saala...wot an actor he is!! I promised myself i would be careful from next time.. But i keep forgetting my promise!! :((((( I am fed up.. I want to sell my brain... Any takers???????

lost and found !

I has once been to a tailor shop. I carried a helmet, my wallet, keys, scarf, mobile and a bag..all in jus 2 hands!! [:P] I dumped all of them on his table , told him wot he ought to do and said i will collect from him in 30 min.Meanwhile i went shopping.

Just when i was thanking god that i hadnot forgotten anything, a lady came upto me and said"I think u have forgotten your mobile at the tailor ! "

"oh! is it? I will be going there in a few min. I will collect it..thanks a lot ! "

she left...

So stupid of me !



"where is my cell uncle?", i asked the tailor after my shopping was done.

"Aapka cell? " he asked, amused.

"Ofcourse! I had forgotten it here..u know naa..." I smiled.( i thought he was joking).

"I dint see any cell here. "

My smile vanished.

"Arey uncle...just now a lady told me dat u have my cell !!! "

"what !!!!!! was dat ur cell??? I had sent a boy to give it to her, thinking it was hers!!! she dint return it!!! "

Tears welled up in my eyes...but i fought them back..

"here, take my mobile. Call to your no. ", the uncle offered.

Guess wot...i dint know My Own No. !!!! It was a new sim and i hadnt memorised it yet !!!!I felt soo stupid !

AArrghh! y should this happen to me...

"Errr...i dnt remember uncle..its my frnd's mobile" i answered sheepishly.

I dialled sush's no.

No..No.If i tell him, he will scold me....

I called dad.

"Dad, can u tell my new no.?? "

"yes beta...9291656826...but y?? "

"never mind dad...thx a lot !"I dialled that no. now...

"the no. u have called is switched off"

It was expected.

I grew desperate..my mind was conjuring up all wierd reasons i wud tell at home..my frnds...

oh god ! help me....

"how uncle?? i lost my cell...wot shud i do? "

"dont worry..lets try "he called that boy...

"what! It was this mam's cell?? That lady is soo chaalu..she took it sincerely !! " , he exclaimed.

Luckily, the tailor had her no.I went to a nearby shop and called her.

"Hello aunty! I am talking from the tailor shop. The cell phone which....."

line cut.....

I called again...

"hello...hello aunty.....the cell phone...."

"I cant hear u..", she said.

line cut....

there was a lot of disturbance. She was in bus already.I dialled again....determined to pin her down.

"have u taken the cell phone the boy gave u??" i came to it directly.

"what cell?? i returned it to him...i dont know anything..y r u asking me?? "

line cut....

i hid my tears..u can imagine my position..I cursed myself for being so careless...

Back at the tailor...

"Uncle, she flatly denied having taken the fone.." , i said trembling.

"dont worry, u will find it."

"But how?? "

"Actually, the lady had returned it. Its the boy who stole it. He got scared and confessed everything to me...he will be coming with the mobile..dnt say anything to him."

"whoaa !!! "

I listened with my eyes wide open!

" here is your cell madam! We found the lady at the bus stop..luckily for u she dint get the bus yet!" the boy came upto me and handed over the mobile.

Besharam..saala...wot an actor he is!!

I promised myself i would be careful from next time..

But i keep forgetting my promise!!:(((((

good mrng teacher !!!!!!

There was this ad..."WANTED-TEACHER". When my eyes fell upon it...i jumped at the offer.
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"LORVEN'S PUBLIC SCHOOL" the building read.

My heart sank....

The building was small and sloppy..it was as if it will crumble any moment...

Anyways...i went up..my mind emboldened[:P]. I was guided into the principal's room..it was
small...wid books n racks all around. If i go in..no other can get in !!( heyy i am nt fat ..mind u !!!)
its d room..shuru hote hi khatam ho gaya !!

I showed her my resume..
"BE "
"82%"
"SELECTED IN CTS"
"DONE PROJECTS"

She wudnt want more....i was selected..yipppeeee !!!!!!!!!!!!

I was to do part-time der..4 hours. Teach english to 7th,8th,9th and 10th classes and then physics to 10th class.
And my salary was 2500 !!  It was damn good actually..!

The first day ...i got a feel of how my days ahead wud be..and no prizes for guessing dat it was nt all right.

There wer anxious faces...and happy too..a young teacher cuming to teach them !!! (main hoon na!!!)

I started wid d basics...

"How many of u know the parts of speech in english??"

I thought this was d basic-est question ever.

Blank faces stared back at me..some wer smiling as if they hav achieved the task of maintaining their ignorance years together.i was aghast !! i hadnt expected this !! do i have to start frm scratchh !!
dat too 10th cls ppl !!!!


more was yet to come...

I was teaching phyiscs..GRAVITATION...

I gave a prob for them to solve. They encountered a step wer they had to find out (1-0) and to my utter disbelief i found a guy writing it as 0!!!!!

I asked him "wot is 1-0??? "

confused face..."er...its 0 teacher ."

"next..wot is 1-0?? "

blank face...

"next"

confused face...

Believe me..not one answered !!!!

I felt i shud start with numbers !!!

I had a hard time trying to make them understand that (R-x)< R !!!

I SINCERELY FEEL THAT EDUCATION IS A PAINFUL NECESSITY..

Days passed...

I was vexed..

I was shouting at the top of my voice..it ached...

It was all wierd...

The school..the children...the principal who gave short bursts of laughter occasionally.and wierdest of all was I WAS IN THE THICK OF IT !!!

BUT THEN , it was not all too bad. I had good moments too..as consolation.

I was the favourite..because i used to crack jokes..ask riddles to spice up d class. As part of learning spoken english i made them enact small roles..they used to enjoy it. And dat was all i wanted..make learning an interesting experience.

"good morning teacher" "good afternoon teacher" "u r looking good teacher" "where do u stay teacher" "can i come to ur house on your scooty teacher?? " they used to pester me lik these..but it felt good..

I was reminded of my school days wen we tried to impress our teachers..

"teacher , teacher" a 6th class cute gal had once called me...

"hii" i smiled at her.

She beckoned me to come inside..to her...

I was amused...

Neverthless,i went inside. she was gesturing something and after a few frantic efforts , i saw that she was trying to show me the rose she had hidden from the glare of another teacher !

I laughed at her innocent cleverness..her sense of partiality.

I took the flower frm her and patted her on her cheeks..and left.



This school business is a gr8 experience..its hilarious sometimes..its killing sumtimes..but all in all I am having a wonderful time..

There is still plenty to write...but not now..i have to prepare for tomoro's class !!!!!!

Amma....

She was lying on the bed. Her body was just a bunch of wrinkled skin hiding the bony skeleton underneath. She lay der …just as lifeless. She was on glucose…her palm pricked wid needle everywhere to find that elusive nerve (vein). A pipe was inserted in her nose that ran to a water source. She dint wince… it was as if she got used to the pain.

It was not diabetes. No, it was not B.P , or heart problem. For that matter, it was not any bodily disease that rendered her bed-ridden.

She was staring blankly …oblivious to the anxious glances of her daughters. Her body was small, shrinking day by day. Her bony structure outlined her weak body. She was dying.

“Amma! See here maa…I am your daughter “ My mom tried to grab her attention. All efforts went in vain.

She had lost everything but life. she lost her senses... she thought food as nothing more than some stupid stuff, she felt people as disturbance ...she dint enjoy going out..talking to people..

she was robbed of normalcy...

All her youthful days was spent in kitchen and serving her husband. And after his demise, she led a tortured life. Her daughter-in-law never approved of her. She made life hell for her and her son. She lived under constant fear. Gradually, she lost her mental stability, she was sinking. She could no longer help with the household, she could no longer take care of the house in their absence, she could no longer take care of the small children.

They wanted her no more.

But she loved her son. She never complained. Digested everything silently. She craved for her son’s attention but that was the last she got.

But who was to blame. In this fast paced life, everybody led a stressful life. Office tensions, late working hours, heavy traffic ..all these sucked up whatever little patience was left in man. Having gone through these torments all day, these petty differences at home were highly unwelcome. The wife was also working and came home tired. and she was ready to pick up a fight, not caring about her husband’s predicament. He was torn, between a pathetic mother and an outrageous wife. The wife always won. the mother was only happy to lose ,because her son was all she cared for. He realized this but was helpless. He was not bold enough to stand for his mother. He neither cared nor respected her enough that could have prompted ,if not equal, a little regard for her.

For the past few years, she was living a horrible life. she used to mutter something…never sit at one place, trying to do something ,lest her daughter-in-law would shout at her. It was unending restlessness to her. The fact that she was living with her elder daughter who was taking much care , left no impact. Her mind was still der… haunted by the Lady’s thoughts ….

Now, she lay motionless. No particular treatment was being given. She was a psychic patient and doctors looked down upon her. Only love could cure her.

“Amma! Look..I am Seenu..your son.”

And for the first time, she stirred. A faint smile appeared on her face. How much she loved him. And how much others hated him.

For the first time I wished…I wished ..she would die. It only pained to live….

the colorful night..

The sun was setting in...

The skies got ready to spread its blanket of darkness..the September night was still cool..sending gentle breeze occasionally...making the evening even more beautiful...

The lane was deserted..and dark..except for the dim light from nearby shops and the brightly lit full moon...

Men and buildings alike were reduced to mere black silhouettes....

The color was missing...

Everything was black n grey...

Amidst the calm and eeriness, two hearts created a flutter...

For the first time..black seemed colorful....

They were walking along..silence forming a barrier between the two. neither knew wot to say...

The trees swayed happily...as if welcoming them...

He looked at her..as she shoved the tufts of hair falling on her face...

She looked beautiful...

He felt so lucky to have her beside him..

She blushed deep red..as if reading his mind., a sweet curve appearing on her lips..
"AAaah! this was the smile dat bowled me over! " he smiled to himself...

Only their minds talked...

Nothing happened for a while...


Then his hand brushed hers..and a torrent of emotions ran thru them..

Her heart skipped a beat...

While he was thinking how to silence the silence..she was engulfed ..with fear,confusion,some sort of happiness, exhilaration.....it was all mixed...

She looked at him from the corner of her eyes...

He was handsome. she was so fond of him...she had been eagerly waiting for this day.And when it finally did arrive,she was tensed...A fury of thoughts paralysed her " Am i doin right?? Will this hav a happy ending? Is this true...??"

He ventured...

"you dint answer my question"

"which question??",she feigned ignorance...

hmm..

He took her hand in his...

"what are u doin??" she exclaimed..aghast!

"I want to hold your hand...life long.."

She looked at him affectionately. His eyes reflected deep love..his earnest face showed how much he wanted her...his broad shoulders promised her protection..and strong arms effused warmth...

Her hand was still in his...

"U dint answer me..i am waiting " he reminded her..

"Do i still hav to answer u?? " she replied..sweetly...

He clasped her hand even more tightly..lest she would change her mind.

Their shadows merged..and they melted into darkness...

pursuit of happiness...

Good things often come in small packages.small things make simple moments greater n sweeter.A sweet smile, a gentle touch,a discrete wink....all these hardly last for a second ,but the happiness n warmth they spread around r simply matchless.
The way u look at things decides how happy u r.If u vie 4 things which u dont have or u cannot have,u can never b happy.

I lead a happy n contended life.I might not have enjoyed the flamboyant freshers' party,but i cherish the moment all our family members got together 4 dinner. even the arduous bus journey brings a moment of delight.It may annoy me,disgust me 4 a while, but when i ultimately alight from the bus,I feel happy that its over.
My joy knows no bounds when my 3-yr old neighbour flashes her scintillating smile.I sense some kind of overwhelming "apnaapan"( i culdnt get the right word)spurging from inside when she comes trotting 2 me...these may seem insignificant,but surely they transform 2 bcome abstract artifacts n remain afresh up to eternity...just like a word of gratitude ,a warm handshake, an affectionate pat......

One maynot find a pool of water interesting,but one can always experience the magicof the mystic dewdrops on leaflets.

the few hrs i spend with my cousins...those splendid times when i pulled my friends' legs,regaling them with jokes....my father's absent-minded theatrics(n also mine),my granny's dal chawal,n of course eating panipuri on the roadside...all these form my fun-filled happier moments.I never yearned 4 a better life.

of course there r challenges,in every body's lives. life is like a rose. u will meet thorns along the way,but if u have faith and courage ,u will eventually move beyond the thorns into the glory of the flower...there is a brighter side 2 the darkest situation.Only u should have the courage 2 look 4 it.

When u r contended, even the smallest of small things make u happy.

Dont let life bypass u in your pursuit of goals...live ur life....
i am living mine ....

keep smiling......

hyd to kurnool

I was waiting with dad for the train to arrive.
everything was planned. I was to join Meena and her family at malakpet station. She wud tell me where they wer seated as soon as they settled down at kachiguda so that i cud catch them easily.

but...life is wot happens when u are busy making plans....
dat day..all hell broke loose...

" Hi Sampu! we are in the third bogie re..make it fast! !"

the train had started frm kachiguda.I had to hurry...
but..where's dad??
oh shit...where the hell is he??
"ok saab! theek hai...."
aaaah ! der he was..chattering away happily in his dabba mobile....

"DAAaaad!!!come sooon..chalooo!!! "
by the time he gathered why i was acting hysterically...the train thundered past us! at full speed!

i grabbed my dad's hand and we ran ..at top speed!!
the whole platform was in a frenzy. the train would stop for only 2 min and that was enough to put people on their toes.


we worked our way through the crowd ..puffing and panting! had a hard time dodging people...sometimes bumping into them , inviting stern glares.
we kept running...the engine kept evading us...the more we ran,the more serpentine the train seemed. everybody was running! it was jus lik a marathon!!

poor dad!

then the horn sounded!!
After a hurried "bye" , i got into a coach ,wid a big bag giving me company..phew!
i moved ahead...hoping to get into the adjacent coach.but as luck wud have it..der was no connecting door!Damn it!

This stupid bag! y is this soo big ! i am unable to carry myself in this crowd and this addition to my grievances..
the train hadnt started yet.....
shall i get down and get into the next bogie? will i be able to make it?? I had to act fast!!
I got down..my heart beating faster...
i hopped into the next compartment...

thank god! der was the connecting door!

i moved ahead...clumsily...constantly worried that my bag would hit some unfortunate head. i trotted till i came to an end.

i stood near the door..the cool breeze providing me relief.i was too lazy to find a place for myself.
TRING !! TRING!! my mobile rang.
"Beta ! how r u?? u are safe na! have u met ur friend?? sorry beta..all this because i insisted on going to malakpet instead of kachiguda"
"keep quiet dad ! its so thrilling! i should actually thank you :) "


quite a few guys wer standing...sum of them students. They were a pleasant sight to watch ..so handsome..so enthralling.

ting! ting! SMS!!
"wot dng?? got seat aa? "
it was meena...
"No re..at no cost i am going to miss a treat to my eyes! "
"ha ha..bechare" was the non-chalant reply i got. hmm..jealous..hehe

time passed off peacefully....except for the two more bogie jumpings i had to do before i finally caught up wid them.

the train halted at yet another station..

A pair of feet and a pair of eyes were searching frantically for someone..ya ya..they were mine.
Der they wer!!!
ha hahaaaa!!!

it was so cramped!!..meena was actually crouching on the upper berth.half bent..with luggages all around her!!
Around 20 people shared the same compartment!!

i smiled to myself..
my position was better....

the ride had it all!!

Peeeeeeep!!!
Everyone turned in that direction. I craned my neck to see wot it was. As it came nearer , the yellow board came into view..the number was still hazy. It was full..half a dozen people,boys n gals alike, were hanging by the door. There was a fat chance dat it was 203! It was the only direct bus to our college and der was as much competition to it as it wud be for a medical seat!! The sight of 203 wud bring a 1000 watt smile even on the most exhausted of faces!
It was tugging along..bent to a side becoz of that extra offer.
Nearly twenty people moved...anticipating the spot wer it wud cum to a halt,each one trying to be the first to get into it.
everybody was ready...ready to pounce onto the bus...
It was coming faster...
Instead of slowing down ,it went past us.it dint stop!!!!
"ooooyeeeee!!!! " everybody shouted in chorus...
i cursed the driver..i cursed myself..i cursed the people who wer already in the bus..going away happily....
Happily?? Hmm....lets see..
travelling in 203 is altogether a differnt experience!!
"AAAaaarrggghhh!!!! " I screamed..the gal simply stared at me..looked down..removed her pointed heel from my foot,oblivious to my pain and then looked away,..
huh..no sorry..no apology..no regret on her face!!
bloody hell....
I scowled at her...she dint care..
hmm..i resigned to my fate.
"Ooooooh!!" another gal dug her elbow into me...
"sorry ..sorry "
i smiled at her..."it happens"...
"Screeeech!!!" the bus came to a sudden halt! I fell on the former gal! she looked back angrily...i jus stared..my heart smiled...rejoiced dat i had taken my revenge!
I heard the conductor shout.A large bulky figure ...khadoos fello..
Here we wer..fighting for space..struggling to find feet...and there he was..pushing himself ..carrying his pot-belly to and fro...causing much annoyance to d passengers.
A bunch of vilagers had boarded the bus..munching paan..
the smell was nauseating..yuck!!
my nose had had enuf...perspiring armpits...stinking mouths..oily hair..ooooh....it needed fresh air!
i tried to look out frm the window...it was nt clear..i had to see from the gaps between numerous heads. i saw ppl..zooming on bikes..no tension..all happies..
my heart ached...
then there it was!! MVSR engg college..
wen i finally stumbled out of the bus..i was glad to find myself in one piece!!
thk god..its finally over!!!
but then..wen i look back...i find the fresh air soo soothing. If it was not for 203, i wud'nt have enjoyed the air around me!!!
right??

slow dance

Have u ever watched kids play on a merry-go-round?
Or listened to the rain slapping on the ground?
Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight?
Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?
You better slow down.Dont dance so fast
Time is short.The music wont last.

Do you run thru each day on the fly?
When u ask how are u,do u wait for the reply??
when the day is done , do u lie in your bed with the
next hundred chores running thru your bed?
you did better slow down.Dont dance so fast
Time is short.The music wont last.

Ever told ur child we will do it tomorrow?
And in your haste,not see his sorrow?
Ever lost touch,let a good friendship die
becoz you never had time to call n say 'hi'?
you did better slow down.Dont dance so fast
Time is short.The music wont last.

When u run so fast to get somewhere
you miss half the fun of getting there
when u hurry and worry thru your day
it is like an unopened gift thrown away

Life is not a race.Do take it slower
Listen to the music before the song is over.

My aishoo

"manchineellu amma,pattukondi!",shouted our watchman from the groundfloor, his husky voice reaching even the 3rd floor.I was in a hurry,running from one mirror 2 another(we 've 3),adjusting my hair-do.. which was the order of the day(getting ready 4 college).My mom was busy with hearth,so she asked me to fill water. That was the last thing on my mind.With a scowl on my face,I collected those empty vessels, making a loud clattering noise. I heard a suppressed giggle.that was from my sis, and a stern glare from my mom.With the scowl getting even more uglier,I opened the door.
then ..I stopped n stared.I stared at the little thing ,on all her four limbs,smiling mesmerisingly,she was in her yellow frock,looking as cute as ever.Suddenly,I found myself smiling!My scowl vanished comletely!! her charming toothless smile bowled me over!!I ran 2wards her,putting down the vessels with a bang! she looked up startled. then ,there it was again!her toothless grin! I stooped and lifted her gently,kissed her chubby cheeks n brought her home.
"Hi,Aishu !!",my sister squealed. she dint lose a moment 2 snatch her away from me.but ,i was no less.I was anticipating that ,so i clutched her firmly.My father peeped in 2 c what the commotion was all about.when he saw aishu shaking vigorously 2 the tunes of 'hrudayam ekkadunnadi...',he came out dancing,his half-shaven face looking funny and struggling 2 find pace with the hit number.We(my sis n I),sang n sang (?!!) until our throats ached,but she never stopped dancing.
We have seen her grow from day-1 she was born.now she is 1-yr old.12 months of attachment! she is very much a part of our family. she brings out the child in us. now,I willingly fetch water!!
today,when our watchman shouted his usual song,I opened the door,hoping to see the familiar face.But a big lock stared back at me! then I remembered,They had gone out of station,for 10 whole days!Any sound of a crying baby,and we would all rush to the door hoping against hope that aishu was back.
We miss her so much!!
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well..this was long back..aishu is 3 yrs old now. mischievous and tantalising as ever!