I wouldn't celebrate the insanity that runs in families.. I think insanity runs in every family, and it is being counted as a merit in current times. I would like to cash upon another bad trait-happiness.
Shampa's brother was seven years old then, when he addressed his mother as "kultaa", seven years he sure was, and I think he has not grown up ever for her.. Shampa was probably ten then, or eleven maybe.. Her family had moved to their new house.. which was bigger than the older one.. It was Shampa, her brother, mommy daddy, granny and grandpaa..
Now it was one of those days, during summer vacations, when one feels the sky might just come down and engulf the earth, and because it can't, it pours all its fluids on fertile planet.. it was pitch dark and pouring cats and dogs.. and it poured a "baby-cat" in that house! There was this kitten which lost its way to Shampa's house, saved itself by cuddling under Shampa's father's car that night, and meowed all through the storm. Next day, when probably sky got wary of pouring its passion on earth, gave way to sun.. Shampa's grandfather was perched on his favorite chair in the veranda and was browsing through the morning newspaper. It was late morning though.. Shampa's brother brought out his cricket bat (the wooden shaft had a crack, a threatening crack) and began practicing in the verandah.. tossed the ball up in the air and whacked it with his bat.. (I urge readers to focus on the bat.. balls make predictable movements anyhow..) the cracked shaft gave way, tore itself from rest of the cricket bat, and propelled its way to grandfather's forehead. However Shampa's grandfather had some experiences from the mal-functioning cricket bat of his grandson, and managed to dodge the wooden plank. But the bat couldn't stop (blame the inertia) and managed to hit the kitten, which yelped.. yeah yeah.. and thus "The Kitten" was discovered!
Nothing much happened after that.. it was not a magical kitten..
And my story is not ending here (please do not rejoice)
Shampa got a nice distraction for her vacations that year. Her brother found a rescue method to finish his milk everyday. Her father found a fresh victim to blame for her negligence in studies, her grand mom found a new justification to ask her brother to wash his hands every time he attempted to pull her wrinkled cheeks. Grandpa was mostly unabated by any disturbance.
Now Shampa and her brother wanted to pet the kitten. But Mommy was against it. Shampa tried to justify that the kitten was so tiny and needed care. Mommy argued that it would eventually find its family if left on its own. The argument continued for days. Mommy was against any pet in the house, and Shampa thought her mother was such a bore! Kitten was fondly called "Meaow".Having the kitten around was like having a younger sibling for Shampa's brother. Initially he was scared at even touching the kitten, but when he saw his sister playing around fondly with it, he was tempted to befriend Meaow. He had already developed a bond of trust with the animal, by sharing his glass of milk everyday, but had not tried anything beyond that. For a trial he pinched it.. and Meaow scurried under the car again.. Shampa's brother liked the response.. Somebody in the family cared to notice and respect his torture!! Gradually he learnt how to hold it and lovingly pat it, made a bed for the kitten, set up a home for it, and showed it to all his friends. And thus bond between Meaow and Shampa's brother was strengthened.
Days passed, or say weeks, around 2 weeks, and family's affection grew for the kitten. Even grandfather spared two seconds of his daily routine to pat the kitten on head. Only mommy appeared aloof. And there were heated debates on regular basis whether to keep the kitten or not.
Now this one afternoon, Shampa and her brother were out at their cousin's place. Grandmom had been living a terrified existence after the kitten had arrived. She was scared of catching some infection. She thought of disinfecting the kitten by giving it a dettol-ed bath. She mixed dettol with some water, held the kitten in her hand and poured water on it. But the bheegi -billi was too agile for her age, slipped off her hands, and ran out of the house.. Yes, the much loved kitten abandoned Shampa and her family, becuase it was scared of another dettol-ed bath!
When Shampa and brother returned, and did not find the kitten, there was some hue and cry. Especially her brother was devastated. He thought that mommy had let out the kitten, and probably the poor creature was dying somewhere, out in the cruel world. Now he had learnt a new word "kultaa" in his Hindi literature class.The book said that the word means a bad woman. He marched to his mother, and in tears shouted "Mommy you are kultaa, you threw out meaow". Mommy was shocked!! Granny was present on the scene and explained the entire story saving mommy from Shampa's brother's another vocabulary experiment.
Both brother and sister sulked for a few days. It was then mommy revealed the much kept secret . It happened that Shampa's mother had kept a dog when she was very young, and the dog had died. Shampa's mother, a little kid then, was so heartbroken, that she vowed never to keep a pet again. And that was the reason for her protest against keeping the kitten. Kids could relate to their mother's heartbreak, and the family lived happily ever after..
Hey wait.. there is more to climax..
A week later Shampaa's brother spotted a similar kitten in one of their neighbor's house. Shampa's brother was tempted to take it home, but the thought of loosing it due to granny's dettol-ed bath, made him decide otherwise.
And yess, The family lived happily ever after
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You can replace Shampa with Anvita.. Yes, this is a true story :)
Shampa's brother was seven years old then, when he addressed his mother as "kultaa", seven years he sure was, and I think he has not grown up ever for her.. Shampa was probably ten then, or eleven maybe.. Her family had moved to their new house.. which was bigger than the older one.. It was Shampa, her brother, mommy daddy, granny and grandpaa..
Now it was one of those days, during summer vacations, when one feels the sky might just come down and engulf the earth, and because it can't, it pours all its fluids on fertile planet.. it was pitch dark and pouring cats and dogs.. and it poured a "baby-cat" in that house! There was this kitten which lost its way to Shampa's house, saved itself by cuddling under Shampa's father's car that night, and meowed all through the storm. Next day, when probably sky got wary of pouring its passion on earth, gave way to sun.. Shampa's grandfather was perched on his favorite chair in the veranda and was browsing through the morning newspaper. It was late morning though.. Shampa's brother brought out his cricket bat (the wooden shaft had a crack, a threatening crack) and began practicing in the verandah.. tossed the ball up in the air and whacked it with his bat.. (I urge readers to focus on the bat.. balls make predictable movements anyhow..) the cracked shaft gave way, tore itself from rest of the cricket bat, and propelled its way to grandfather's forehead. However Shampa's grandfather had some experiences from the mal-functioning cricket bat of his grandson, and managed to dodge the wooden plank. But the bat couldn't stop (blame the inertia) and managed to hit the kitten, which yelped.. yeah yeah.. and thus "The Kitten" was discovered!
Nothing much happened after that.. it was not a magical kitten..
And my story is not ending here (please do not rejoice)
Shampa got a nice distraction for her vacations that year. Her brother found a rescue method to finish his milk everyday. Her father found a fresh victim to blame for her negligence in studies, her grand mom found a new justification to ask her brother to wash his hands every time he attempted to pull her wrinkled cheeks. Grandpa was mostly unabated by any disturbance.
Now Shampa and her brother wanted to pet the kitten. But Mommy was against it. Shampa tried to justify that the kitten was so tiny and needed care. Mommy argued that it would eventually find its family if left on its own. The argument continued for days. Mommy was against any pet in the house, and Shampa thought her mother was such a bore! Kitten was fondly called "Meaow".Having the kitten around was like having a younger sibling for Shampa's brother. Initially he was scared at even touching the kitten, but when he saw his sister playing around fondly with it, he was tempted to befriend Meaow. He had already developed a bond of trust with the animal, by sharing his glass of milk everyday, but had not tried anything beyond that. For a trial he pinched it.. and Meaow scurried under the car again.. Shampa's brother liked the response.. Somebody in the family cared to notice and respect his torture!! Gradually he learnt how to hold it and lovingly pat it, made a bed for the kitten, set up a home for it, and showed it to all his friends. And thus bond between Meaow and Shampa's brother was strengthened.
Days passed, or say weeks, around 2 weeks, and family's affection grew for the kitten. Even grandfather spared two seconds of his daily routine to pat the kitten on head. Only mommy appeared aloof. And there were heated debates on regular basis whether to keep the kitten or not.
Now this one afternoon, Shampa and her brother were out at their cousin's place. Grandmom had been living a terrified existence after the kitten had arrived. She was scared of catching some infection. She thought of disinfecting the kitten by giving it a dettol-ed bath. She mixed dettol with some water, held the kitten in her hand and poured water on it. But the bheegi -billi was too agile for her age, slipped off her hands, and ran out of the house.. Yes, the much loved kitten abandoned Shampa and her family, becuase it was scared of another dettol-ed bath!
When Shampa and brother returned, and did not find the kitten, there was some hue and cry. Especially her brother was devastated. He thought that mommy had let out the kitten, and probably the poor creature was dying somewhere, out in the cruel world. Now he had learnt a new word "kultaa" in his Hindi literature class.The book said that the word means a bad woman. He marched to his mother, and in tears shouted "Mommy you are kultaa, you threw out meaow". Mommy was shocked!! Granny was present on the scene and explained the entire story saving mommy from Shampa's brother's another vocabulary experiment.
Both brother and sister sulked for a few days. It was then mommy revealed the much kept secret . It happened that Shampa's mother had kept a dog when she was very young, and the dog had died. Shampa's mother, a little kid then, was so heartbroken, that she vowed never to keep a pet again. And that was the reason for her protest against keeping the kitten. Kids could relate to their mother's heartbreak, and the family lived happily ever after..
Hey wait.. there is more to climax..
A week later Shampaa's brother spotted a similar kitten in one of their neighbor's house. Shampa's brother was tempted to take it home, but the thought of loosing it due to granny's dettol-ed bath, made him decide otherwise.
And yess, The family lived happily ever after
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Waiting to see a collection someday, this is jhakaas types !
ReplyDeleteoohhh yess ohh yess...i could recall all of wht is written...ill appreciate "the dettoled bath"whc turned smwher out of blue moon...i still remeber hw tht kitten slipped off grannys hand...
ReplyDeleteand tht bat thng happened with ankur and nt me..:P..though grandfather unknowingly dodged it..
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