MUMBOS N JUMBOS……..
This blog revels the kind of funny probs that I have been facing during the scribbling of the blog HOL-18.
After publishing the HOL-17, on 28 th of August 2007,as usual, I moved back to my den of laziness.
“ Means it is holidays blogs for another two weeks.I have to travel a lot and for sure I will be so much busy…”…I found solace in excuses…..
“Are baba, tell the excuses to your friends, not to me…” My conscious retaliated fast.…..
“ Sorry ….I forget your alertness”……I tried to console fast……
Days moved fast….As usual, I traveled a lot…..The free timings once used rightly for scribbling were smartly converted for hibernating….
“ Why should I scribble now??…last one was posted very recently only….” Was my side of justification…….After a long tour, I finally reached back home on 14th September night….
On 15 th morning, woke up by around 10 am..My wife,Niladri das menon seemed so busy in kitchen………..
“ Madam..shall I help you?”….I tried to exhibit the humbleness so that her pleasing was badly required to squeeze some time from the family allocation to complete the blog….
“Wow…So much of humbleness and obedience?”….An astonished Niladri stared at me …..
“ Yes dear, for a peaceful family life,Humbleness and obedience are must”…I went on with my strange behavior………
“ What happened to the promise that u had made yes day night regarding the morning walk?”
“Well….I woke up by 5am…Then kept the alarm to 5.30 , then to 6 ..then to 6.30 …and finally turned it off……..”
“Aditya....you are too good in finding excuses…I know you better than anybody….But am now confused at your strange behavior…Something is smelling somewhere….” Niladri became apprehensive ….
I was in an excellent mood to write HOL18…Mind dwelled very much in feelings and emotions…Only I know that how much concentration was required to scribble an emotional blog….Finished the bath and prayers quickly….and finally opened the laptop by around 11.30…Typed the heading ”HANDS OF LOVE –18”…..
“Wahhh…..now I have got realized on your humbleness…. So u wanna sit with the computer now?…..I told u yesday night itself that I have to buy some clothes,give them for stitching, then make a visit to beauty parlor for henna…please come on with me….U can btr scribble in the afternoon…….”Her response to the furore over my sitting with computer was quiet understnandable….
“Why not sweet girl???..No probs….I will, for sure, come along with you..but one doubt..How can I do henna??? Am not at all experienced in it….”
“Are Adi, I don’t want u to do henna ….”
“ One more doubt Niladri?.How can I enter a women beauty parlour?”
“ I don’t want you to enter there..U can rather wait in the car…..” With out waiting for my answer Niladri rushed to the bed room to change the dress…..
“Hue, today is lost…..what to do?”…I asked the computer.Reluctantly acquiescing to her plans, I stood up…….
“For a peaceful family life, obedience is very much required”..A funny dialogue from an old malayalam movie rushed into the mind……”For buying clothes, it might take a maximum of 45 minutes, for henna treatment another 45 minutes, for travel another 30 minutes..So that I could well resume to scribble HOL-18 by around 2 pm …” I worked out a simple calculation……
As usual Niladri drove the car…Had I drove it , I could have reached the textile shop in 15 minutes time..Since she was in the driver seat, car was stopped in front of a ladies store, then in front of our milkwala’s shop..In between her friend called over the cell which made a loss of another 5 minutes…Finally it took almost an hour to reach the textile shop.Then it took another one hour to complete the purchase……By almost round 1.30 pm, we rushed towards the beauty parlor…….But Niladri was totally exhausted …..
“Dear…I can’t drive now and am feeling so much hungry…..”A tired Niladri finally declared……….
“ OK….we will go to Hotel Prince, and have buffet lunch….”
“No Adi…. I don’t want to have buffet..I wish to have lunch from a very small and clean vegetarian hotel..a village type, dhaba type one.”
“But where shall we find it??”……….
“Normally they are located near the temples…Better we try to locate one…..”coming out from the driver seat Niladri said…
I looked at her….My fingers continued to impose delicate touches on her face…..”Why dear..seems to be exhausted?”
Without any reply,Placing my hands on her chest, she closed the eyes……..
We drove to each and every temple and the nearby locations to find a dhaba type shop..But no where we could identify a satisfactory one….Our search continued without any time limits….It was around 3.15 pm..Niladri slowly fall into a nap….and I too had started feeling hungry….
“ No option darling..we will have buffet now which is the only option available…”Keeping my hand over her shoulder,I tried to wake her up….
Finally by around 3.45 after noon, we came back to the hotel and rushed towards the central hall where buffet was normally being served…..
“Soory sir, buffet is closed…U can have snacks now….” With due apology, one of the service boys confirmed……….
I gazed at Niladri who was in no mood to have any tiffin or snacks.
“ what’s the fun in having tiffin now…?" A much tired and confused Niladri Das Menon stared at me…..
“ Chalo, we will have some butter nan,Roti and Paneer “….Holding her hand, I moved towards the restaurant …..
Finally we reached back home by around 5’O clock evening….My laptop seemed ridiculing me……..
As usual , the next day morning, I sat again to scribble HOL-18…..With much determination, I had completed first sentence.Suddenly my littlie kid approached with a request…
“ Pappa,I want to go to moon”….
Flabbergasted for a minute, I stared at him………….
“U want to go to moon???, why suddenly u want go ???”With wonder, I asked him…………
“Am not at all feeling good here..U know,yesterday while I was watching Pogo Channel, I had seen all my cartoon friends coming out from moon…So I too thought of traveling up to moon……”
“Are baba,Cartoon characters can go any where..even in Sun too but we can’t…”I tried to make him understand….
“ But u told me about Neil Armstrong last month?? Means he too is a cartoon character?”
“No Lalith, Neil was very much a human being and , well u too can go moon… for that, first u have to complete 20 yrs..means u have to wait for another 13 years more….Securities in moon never allow anybody less than 20 years to enter .”
“No probs pappa…U can take me upto the entrance of it…and I will enter the moon the moment I complete 20 yrs”Lalith was in no mod to leave me….
“Well..we will discuss about that later..First you complete the homeworks..ookey??”
Though not satisfied with my answer, I somehow persuaded him to go back…
“ Chakde Pakistan….Chakde Pakistan”.While walking back to the living room, Lalith raised the slogan…..By hearing it, my brother’s son, five year old Aman also joined along with Lalith and slogan was raised again in much higher volume…They suddenly became boisterous….
“Are, it must be Chakde India…not Pakistan…” I tried to correct them…
“ No pappa..for us it is chakde Pakistan only…..” Lalith’s voice became so much determined…..
“ Why son….???explain to me”..I was much eager to hear
“Whenever there is cricket match on TV, you and mom get glued to it and you never allow us to watch the cartoon channels during cricket matches…Whenever there is a feeling that India might loose, u usually switch off and leave and then only we get a chance to watch our favorites…For us, either u should buy another TV or its should be chakde Pakistan….”Lalith was quick to impugn...
“But we are Indians..and we should always raise “ Chakde India “ only…..”With lot of convinction,I finally acquiesced the kids to comply with me…..
“Lalayel pancha varshani…………
Dasa varshani tadayel………
Parptheshu shodashe varsheni……..
Puthram mithravad achayel………..”…..Suddenly a sloka from Chanakya Samhita popped up in the mind…………..
“One can pamper the kid till 5 years….age between 5-10, is for nurturing with basics..for that even parent can use stick too , if needed.Age between 10-16 is for advicing…..and from 16th age onwards, kid should be considered as a friend…” but now a days, parents consider kids as friends from much younger age itself…………..
“pappa, I wrote a poem..Just read it….”…He came back with another thunder.…..
A “TIME” POEM………….
“I am a clock…..
I have two hands….
My friend’s name is time….
She is always 12…..
And she always walks…….
“How is the Poem ??????”…
“ Good…please leave off me for some time….lemme complete this….” I pleaded to both of them……
When I was about to complete the first paragraph, Lalith rushed back again….
“ Pappa,there is a shortage of RS 10/- in my purse..Have u taken it?"…Lalith alleged….
“No, I haven’t taken…Btr Check with mom….”
“ She confirmed that she hadn’t taken it……..”
“ OK..take Rs 10/- from my purse….”
“ Well,Now I feel that there is a shortage of Rs 100/-“……………
“My dear fusspot, don’t grizzle…take only Rs 10/- only…”I turned on him with a sudden furry.
Mood was much obliterated by the above detailed discussions….So I finally planned to go for a drive with Lalith and Aman….It was around 12 noon….Niladri was busy with preparing notes…………
“Aditya…Why can’t u scribble a poem?”…………..
“But poetry is not my cup of tea ….”
“ Then what?? Try to scribble one…” she motivated me………….
I scribbled something in another 30 minutes time which was published under the name “ Togetherness”………..
The noon was spent on moving out with Niladri and Lalith……………
But as usual, HOL-18 was then kept pending…………..
It was another Friday, 28th September…. I had planned to complete HOL-18 by night…But it took around 2 hrs to drive from Cochin to home….I felt very much exhausted..Adding more masala to my worst condition,one of my cousin waited me at home by 10’O clock night…and we had an atlength discussion on an important subject till midnight.Finally I nestled down the bed around 1’O clock early morning….My laptop again continued to ridicule.
The very next day ie 29 th of September 2007,Saturday,I travel up to Trichur with Niladri to attend one important function….
On Sunday,30 th of September,I satdown again to complete HOL-18…Typing work seemed really grinding.Time was around 11 morning…Finished one more paragraph..Suddently Niladri invited me from upstairs……..
“Adi..Oh Aditya….. please come…fast……….”
I knew pretty well that her she invitation was based on silly reasons..Yet I went upstairs….
“Look at there”..Pointing her fingers towards the neighboring house, she directed me….
My neighbor, doctor couples who spare their whole time for consultation, were seen busy in cleaning ……….
“Its really fun man…What happened to their servant?’”
“ You feel fun coz u have entrusted the job to servants,,But u too must do the same when servants go on leave…..”Niladri started lecturing…
“Why not…??” cuddling her from behind, I reaffirmed my ability in cleaning the home too…………
“Ie great and it means that u will be helping me to arrange the wardrobes now…..?…..I stared at her who was really enjoying my situation with a laugh….
Sat again to scribble HOL-18 immediately after a sumptuous lunch …...
“OH My GOD..I am feeling so sleepy……..”
“ Aditya…”Niladri is again inviting me to upstairs….
“Hey friend, can’t u hear that voice?….I have to get up now…I know pretty well that she is inviting me for mumbo jumbo reasons..But I have to go, coz I have to squeeze some time from the family allocation to complete the blog.For that, Niladri's blessing is a must....So, I continue to believe in that funny dialogue from the old malayalam movie….”
“For a peaceful family life,obedience is very much required”…
Aditya das menon……………
adityadasmenon@gmail.com....
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