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| Tortured Love |
| Thursday, March 27, 2008 |
This has happened time and again and I am not complaining, just sharing how overwhelmed I am with their consistent,ever strong conviction and affection.
My granny up there in stars must be missing the pleasure of waking me up and seeing my defeated drooping face.
It's early morning,4.30-5 a.m(I prefer calling them late nights).
Granny comes in, slid her robust,unassuming hands in my blanket and starts pressing my legs.
"My kiddo, hadbeen so tired.All day keeps on running.. Ch ch.. get me your other leg. pain will go away. "
The act was done in such professional expertise that it took away any pain whatsoever and so my sleep. Executing one of the oldest conspiracies against enjoying sleeping in its glamour galore.
Mom tries to be silent assasin but always fail. Motherhood always takes over parenthood.
15 min after grannies act.
She removes the mosquito net or the mosquito repellant, whatever applicable exposing me to symphonic sound of the sporadic but optimistic mosquitos humming the blues and ballads right at my ear drums.
My sister follows a straight, non-chalant path.
"Dhiru, Chai(Tea)"..
1 minute after that seeing sign of a body just tossing to other side.
"Arrey Thandhi ho Jayegio( Gonna get cold).. Get up.. I am not gonna warm it gain. Wake up. "
My uncle who is quite old is quite austere and getting better at it day by day.
"Dheeraj. Come, we have to weed out the garden.. Lots of unnecesssray shrubs and grass have prop up. "
Uncle, Am I a labour?Wake up and work. I object, your highness.
The best rests with my father. So and so much for love for his logical reasoning and philosophical bible and his fortunate son.
Act 1: Switch off the fan, if summer. Take the blanket/Rajai off and fold it properly if winter.
Response1: Switch on the fan, half awake. Unfold and hid yourself making almost a circle off the angular body occupying least surface area.
Act 2: Switch on The TV. News in volumes unusually higer.
Response 2: Pillow and Blanket deeper into the ears.
Act3: Strolling to and fro across my room and extemporing the virtues of waking up early to a non-existent third person.
To: "A young boy who wakes up has the privilege of the breathing in freshest air, keeps one healthy and agile throughout. Fitness is an aspect. Mind remains sharp and fresh."
Fro: "It's not that one has to wake up and study."Dangling the carrot? i am not hungry dad:"
Simply Wake up."As if that will purge all my crimes and purjery.
"One can play , go around,exercise. Rohan, guy next door, studies,Saha's son plays football.Anything."
To: "It's not, as if , one can't sleep after waking up. One should wake up, get fresh, have a cup of tea may be. (May be means, Tea is his copyright and its his ruthness that I am allowed to have it.)
Do a tangible thing. And then sleep. No issues. (Bargaining on quantity over quality, dad?)
Fro:If someone doesn't wake up, it's going to his loss. Even at this age have you seen me waking up beyond 5?huh? Now, Mom's included.(Two adults Ganging up against a little sleeping child.) How I remember days when you forced me to pee when I didn't have to, at morning 4 o' clock. I am not kid still, please.
To: Catch the transition.Third person to Mom to the Target person.
"Dont wake up.Who the heck I am to blabber all this. To hell with waking up early.I should just can the crap.Keep on sleeping, dearest.
Act4: Fans On. Blankets properly set.Ligts off.
"Sleep. I was not barking for my own selfish needs. i have done and still doing what I could do with my limited resources and exposures. It's upto you guys. I can only show you the right way " Response4:"Mom, tea please. "
"Papa, Uth gaye na... " (Dad, i have woken up)
He is gone. Picking up the newspaper reading the news he had read/haerd/viewed atleast 3 times. Nothing new in news, dad.
~With Love To DadLabels: Funny Sides of Events, Humor, Turn The pages |
posted by Dheeraj @ 2:23 AM   |
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he he he.. kahani ghar ghar ki...
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Finally... booze-bakar finds its way to the world of whiteboards!!
Long-live our childhood memories... cheers!
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late nights!!hehehhehe....
I can soo identify with that :)
like ur sense of humor, will keep coming back...
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This was long overdue- my tribute to the affectionate torture!!Thanks for dropping by evry-1.
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