Yet Another one in The Usual Scene

Dinner time, on my bed, with bhawna!!

(one of these days when shes brining dinner)

Start having one by one chappathi's yapping all things that happened in the entire day, office, bus, this & that! Suddenly i realize

Me: Its the chappathi i had taken ur having now

She: Nooo i kept it to right side of the curry n this is mine

Me: Why u will keep to the right side when ur sitting on the left side? that means its the one i kept

She: No chotu!

Me: Shut up Mottttiii

( Not that we have a problem of sharing it but the real reason comes below)

While jabbering & hogging, last one chapathi will be left n we both would be full by then & neither of us wanna have it n the argument starts there again!!

She: its urs

Me: HELL no

She: eeee.. :) its urs

Me: No man i had already 4

She: Even i had four

Me: Ah so? How many did u take n come?

She: (Evil grin... ) i took eighttt :) (Back in her head crystal bowl popped showing by mistake she took 9 ) n she smiles .. ok we will share this one, u have this much ( and she drag her nails n make a line almost similar to the one u see Kerala indicated in the Map) says she

Me: Yeah yeah!! (Smiles :))

P.S- These are the moments we get pissed but savour later in a day when u think of it. i know how much i miss her when shes away, i know how much shes been there for me whenever i had a breakdown, i know how much she had prayed for me to get a job in blore, i know how much she let me go on n on talk over topics which she just gave a start to n never completed without no complaints, leaving sometimes a note as "Sagitarians just talk n talk" :P .. I cant forget the day n nights when she sat beside me n watch me cry n dunno what to say yet just sat beside me throughout!! Thats friendship... :)

To one of the best roomy i had, i wish heavens best for you.

The Usual Scene

I get back to PG ( paying guest accomodation is Pg for people who dunno) earliest than other two in my room. I come, change my dress, wash off the entire days dirt, somedays broom the room with regard to how bad the scene is also on my mood.

After all that i go take food for myself n my roomy bhawna n wait for her to come, just because i know you will read this so am forced to mention that mostly these days she come back late from work and get dinner from down for me too ( sweet u) while i would be fidgiting with my mobile or under the blanket taking a quick nap or if incase i have a book to read. Yeah so either ways, usually because i take food for her knowing her from a year, aware that she wants 3 chappathi's & a lil bit of rice. But coming to the "usual scene" the time she enter the room, her eyes would be fixated on the plate of dinner kept on her bed, shouting a hi to me, eyes on the plate; asking me whats for dinner today, eyes on the plate; changing the dress still eyes on the plate...

Then the plate would be taken to my bed n hit me n say "uttooo motii" a person unknown to me also wouldnt call me 'moti', well shes got her own reasons :) & there we start, she counts the chappathis n scream "3chappathis???? n this much rice??" I would reply calmly " u have this much ryt?"

She "NO.. if am not having rice ONLY i will have 3 chappathi's otherwise 2 chappathis"

Me: ok FINE!! tomorrow i'l do so, now eat

Day 2 - The above mentioned tomorrow

Everything as above,

 She sits on my bed with the plate n scream "Ehhh, only this much rice n 2 chappathis?? am soo hungry"

Me: Yest who told with rice i want only 2 chappathis?

She: Yeah but not this little rice, but if its one spoon more then i dont need more chappathi is what i meant

Me: Then last week wat did u temme? U told me 10 times I need only one spoon of rice

She: No i meant one BIG spoon.

Me: whatever !!! everyday u come up with new new things

She: No chotu! i told with one spoon of rice ... (I interrupt)

Stop it!! one spoon of rice , my foot!

Smiles around :-)

Similar One

Well the scene is similar to when i get my progress card ( i dunno who the hell named it as Progress card as parents mostly check the progress on it n some of us like me have no much progress ever also its quite obvious that it create a havoc in our mind n cause an unhealthy tension at home for a week)

I dunno why plus i dunno what difference it makes to show the progress card at home the day we got it or keep it for 2 days n then show it; Coz i always prefer showing it on the last date of it to be returned n when dad just start the car to drop us to school, i run to him n ask him to sign.

(I just dont understand the reason behind parents having a close check on this shitty card & scrutinize it with previous test n compare n contrast n ask silly questions like " why last time u got 35 n this time u got only 24

C'mon may be coz last time i studied,or may be last time it was easy or it can be that last time i just got 35 n this time i got 24, Big deal!! )

Anyways, on the steering wheel he place the Card n then ask me to keep it on the dining table so he will have a good look at that in the evening n will give tomo, WoW!! 

( OH noooo!!! i feel)

and says " Appa see today is the last date to return it back"

Oh then you should ve shown it 2 days back to me, so now u go keep it on the table and get into the car, appa replies.

This is one of those unusual evenings where i behave as a new creation of god at home, i would go place my bag right where its supposed to be, change my uniform, go bathe, pray and sit for studies

Everyone in the house gets the air of my changed behavior!!

Regard to the round table conference after dinner in concern of progress card is one to be banished from every home, Why dyu parents have to fuzz so much on marks until 9th ??
To be honest that doesnt make u any better person in future if thats what the concern is ..


:D C yu soon

Studies & Its Tension

Not so greatly interested in studies I was an average student, who studied just to pass. And math’s was the one I hated, of course the hatred helped me earn many digit marks in class tests. 

I think all syllabus should banish everything except for “Addition, subtraction, multiplication & Division” And all other subjects should teach only what’s useful in future!! Bloody waste of time & energy its and what we broke our head n studied, wrote all the difficult exams, took all those worst tensions, scored all those little marks, were waste!! 

 I never ever had ANY freaking use with the Trigonometry, Polynomials, Compound Interest, Rational exponents and radicals, Cubes and cubes roots, and all the Physics - Mechanics and Heat, oscillations, Electricity & Magnetism; Chemistry- Materials, Metals And Non-Metals, Combustion And Flame , Synthetic Fibres And Plastics , Coal And Petroleum,which I took my life out and studied but got not so great marks which was a big deal then is something is consider as the most USELESS thing in my life!!

Neither do I remember any shit nor it helped me in any case. 

Now coming to the 2nd part of the worry, also called as the "worst one"

Being always a first bench-er, not by performance but by height, i was always mostly the victim to answer questions asked of previous class, show the test & homework done n many more things which is not worth to mention :)

Also was noticed pretty well when paper was distributed, a special dirty look placed on me by Maths teacher with a slight sarcastic smile, (i hate her even now) then on, each period would be stressful, after each period i would be staring at next ma'am to conduct class, 

who'd still be in the corridor,to get a glimpse of whether shes holding paper bundle or not.

Those one week would be the time we pray for teachers of selected subjects to fall sick so it would prevent them from carrying our shameful marked answersheets;

Anyhow as i reach home the only question raised is "Which all paper u got today??"

And my answer would be English, Malayalam, hindi"

Second day it would be "History,Geography & Biology"

Third day " Chemistry" n mom would ask "how much you got" n before even i could finish telling the mark, a loud voice from sis asking

"ONLY chemistry u got??? 
(Ohh man!!! How wanted to chop her into pieces then)

and i say "Yeeaaah"

There she go again "ONLY chemistry? wat about maths?"

Me - No... no i dint get it yet

She - Why?

Me - How do i know?

She - Okay lets check your bag, What if you forgotten about it?

Me - Ehh?? umm.. why? no..no need.. its not there, i dint get, no i dint get.. (all in one stretch, gasping!! Making it obvious i got maths paper)

She - (Takes my bag, n i start crying, n she checks my books n finds the paper.." Ammaeee, she got maths paper" She calls out to mom

Me- Cemetery Silence ( still shedding tears, biting my nails..)

She - See mom, 18 out of 50

Me- So what i passed right?

She - Thank god passing mark is 18 n not 18 n a half

Me- Dyu know? Rony got only 16 n i got 18 (rony is my classmate whos sister is my sisters classmate)

Mom enters

Mom- When did you get this paper?

Me- Today

Sis - NO, She would have got this 3 days back itself

Me- No no.. today only

Mom - Then why didnt you show?

Me - Silence (Like she would have appreciated if i told about it 2 days back)

Mom- Keep it on table let me have a good look at it

Me- ( droopy face) okay ( i know dad is gonna come any moment from office)

To be continued..

Food & Wasting habits

After all these years i wonder what i even had for lunch back in school, apart from wasting or dumping it in the drainage of school wash area or unused backyard of neighborhood house (reason being- Mum being a home maker walks all around the house inside out, so any loophole i leave would be traced easily n i wasn't too interested in the evening treat) Well yea so my lunch was always being wasted as long i can remember, that was one of the worry i had with my mom, She usually dont trouble me on anything else.

The 3 rice balls found under the almirah :))

Ah so, it was one of those days when she packed me 3 Kozhukattai which is a sweet dish made of rice four, its like golf balls if not soooo white, anyways.. So as usual am back from school with the 3 of this rice balls as its, next day as usual my early morning alarm dint ring back in my head and i got up late and with mom in the kitchen i have no ways to throw this out, with my sis in the room i cant even think of taking it out.. Finally when my sis went to the washroom and mom calling out for me for tiffin box i had no choice but throw the 3 balls under the Almirah aka Cupboard, n ran to the kitchen and gave the box to the maid.

Oooohh!! Watta feel good moment to get escaped..

Scene -2

• Evening,
• After school,
• Dining table
• A plate of 3 Rice flour balls

I was thinking "oh again the same thing today too??" Anyways, i gulped a glass full of milk n was ready to run out to play n there come "Bobby!!!!!" I sensed the trouble in that calling, turned back n asked "Wat ma?"

She - finish this 3 rice balls n go play,

Me - I dont want

She - Why?

Me- Not hungry

She - Yesterday also not hungry?

Me- Ehh?

She - Yesterdays rice balls i gave u, did u have?

Me - Ofcourse yea ( Cut me into pieces but i'll not tell the truth)

She - Then how did these three came under Almirah?

Me- How do i know?

She - Oh yeah u wouldnt no unless i give this to appa when he comes from work

Me- Eh.. why? um.. no need, why u giving him this which was under Almirah? hmm..

She - So temme why did u throw it?

Me- I dint wanted to have ( Teary eyed totally)

She - Next time u throw!!!!!

That said all , but just that i never changed

Another was a day when she gave a big banana to have n told me to go to give something to neighbor, i ran n ofcoz threw the quarter piece of it which i held when i got out of moms sight & when i came back

She- Where is that banana?

Me- I ate

She- How much?

Me- Full

She- Then whats this? showing a half portion of banana

Me- (sweating) Hmm.. i threwed.. (Cyrstal ball on top of my head - Rewind!! No i dint throw this much), No i dint throw this much

She & Sis - Burst out into laughter Mom to sis "See i told no she would throw that?"

Me- Ehh??

She- It was the half which i was having, just showed to test you

Me- (in mind- Screw u both Soon)

Coming to the Vacations & its effect on me :o)

i screwed up usually the last subject of every examinations, because of the excitementof the 10 or a month of holidays, thinking what all can be done, played, travel plans etc..

The worst is the night of the last day of holidays, the night to worry on marks, night to worry on where my bag is (which was thrown under the staircase somewhere 9days back), the night to worry on how will i take the lunch box out after 10 days, ofcourse unwashed.. and i see appa pass by our room to kitchen to have his routine black coffee & when he come back holding the cup, he enter our room generally to see whether we 3 have slept ( btw we are 3 sisters) & specially to ensure that my second sister's thigh is not on my chest, (the one who turn her position of sleeping according to clock timings, usually end up keeping her heavy thigh on my chest in the process of clockwise turn) n i will be nearing to death after several attempt of making it move with all my energy, mostly appa's those rounds help me breathe to a good sleep n i enjoyed all the more when i see him throw her leg to the other side from me.

Well yea coming to the worries, first thing first!!

Without any alarm help i would wake up naturally early as there is an alarm back in my head to wash my lunch box making as noise free as i can n keep it back in the cupboard where my sister's is. i go in search of the bag 1st which is a task to find under the staircase in darkness, open the bag, slowly remove the box n run to the bathroom n now is the tedious task starting.. its the most horrible scene to see the tiffin box with fungus (Oh c'mon pls dont feel all "eeewww yikes", am not the only one in the world who have done this) i on the heater n take the boiled water n pour it on, wash all the dirt away, scrub it well, let it in boiled water for 10 mins n wipe it off, slowly enter the kitchen n place it back in the rack n get back to bed.

Wow .. its a feel good moment i tell u.. After a while i hear mom calling out "Bo... where is your lunch box?? , with a smile i go to the kitchen n he asks "Is it still in the bag itself??" i smile again n get into the store room n make a grand exit n give her the box n say "it was there only" buhahahahaha