Hello Everyone 🤗
Look who's back! 😛 and Relax! This isn't the last entry! I couldn't bring myself to end this one 😉 Yayyy! 😆
Ooopsie!! *ducks rotten eggs and tomatoes* 😆
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Dear Diary,
Found my crayons! Manorma Daadi nicked them weeks ago to practise her writing skills. I wish she wouldn't do that - She's got enough money, can't she buy her own? Without them, I have no artistic outlet and no creative mode of expression. Hence my silence for all these days.
I really hope Manorma Daadi gets herself a new box of crayons and doesn't nick mine again. I'm sure she has enough money, and even if she doesn't, can't she sell some of her huge and hideous pieces of jewellery to get them? I'm pretty sure she will be able to buy a box of crayons if she sells 5, 6 of her gold sets. I know they don't look like they can fetch much but still, I think they can fetch her enough money to buy crayons, but only if she finds someone willing to buy that junk, I mean! And if she can't (which is highly possible) I'll ask HP to give her a loan... He can live without having a face transplant this month.
And the funny thing is, all she uses them for is to practise writing MANORMA - which I suppose means that they're at least being put to good use but the only problem is that she spells it wrong.
And No one bothers correcting her! Everyone is too busy in their own small world and her husband, well, he just disappears from Shantivan for days in a row! And no one bothers finding out where he has gone. My poor dad can't even go out of the house for 5 mins before getting bombarded by a hundred calls asking his exact location and what caused him to end up at that location and when will he be back cos everyone almost dies with worry in his absence. Anjali Bua actually starts looking drowsy and starts holding her head like she'll faint any moment if her Chotay leaves her without a notice. Sometimes, I actually feel like my Dad's the kid around here.
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Oh My GAWD!! Dad spent an hour today playing 'Peek-a-boo, I see you' with Asmara! He'd cover his eyes and mutter stupidly, "where's my princess? Where's my princess?" Before opening his eyes and gasping, "There she is!" and Asmara would chuckle and then the routine would start again. It drove me up the wall!
Later that evening, I finally got a chance to catch up with Anser and Asmara bundled in blue and pink blankets respectively. Had a bit of chat with them.
Ashar: Hey Kid, You played that stupid game with dad for one damn hour! How come you still giggled each time? Didn't it get boring?
Asmara: Of Course it did, dude! But Dad was having so much fun, I didn't had the heart to stop. Didn't you see how much he was enjoying himself?
Ashar: Yes, He sure was!
Asmara: I find it so cute when he acts like a child. Makes me want to pinch his cheeks!
Anser: *timidly* Bhai? Can I ask you something?
Ashar: Shoot kid!
Anser: Why does Manorma Daadi call my mum "Khoon Bhari Tang?" I've never seen her leg bleeding or anything.
Ashar: Neither have I kid! Nor have I seen my Mum's phatti saree... I don't know what Manorma Maami thinks while naming people cos according to me, a more suitable name for your mum should be 'Anso Bhari Aankh'
Anser: *awed* Your right, Bhai!
Ashar: Of course I am! Manorma Daadi's brains have gone dead buried under so many layers of make up!
Asmara: Guess you're right dude! But enough talk of that 'Make Up ki Dukaan Daadi'... Ummm... I mean Manorma Daadi. I wanted to ask you when can we start hoping to see the end of the all-milk diet?
Ashar: *booming laugh* There no end to it for months now! That will be the only thing you'll be having till you feel like you've turned into a big bleedin' bottle of milk!
Asmara: Awww That sucks dude!
Ashar: You'll have to deal with it! Trust me You'll become a milk expert by the time you're allowed to eat food.
Ahhh! The look on their faces was worth watching!
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I'm only 3 and Mum and Dad have already got me registered in some posh school so that I can start it next year. I don't really want to go but then, classy chicks like Sarah appreciate breeding so I've have to. And its kinda good cos I need to get my manner's brushed up. Its always nice to have manners along with money. I mean look at poor HP, He has enough money to get complete face transplants but doesn't know that it is bad manners to enter a room without knocking and always ends up interrupting Mum and Dad's Rabba Ve's.
I'm not complaining but Dad really gets in a foul mood and lets out a string of What the's. Once he even blamed Anjali Bua under his breath, for giving 'Special Rabba Ve Interruption Classes' to everyone in Shantivan. He even considered kicking HP out a couple of times but stopped himself from doing so only cos then who on Earth would deliver Manorma Maami her glass of juice and open door once in a while?
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Short Update but Like and Comments Guys!! See, Ashar's back after so long so he deserves to see some luurrvveee from his IF chicks 😉
Edited by SmileyStar - 13 years ago
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