Doosara shabdh...

Achu doesnt like english for the simple reason that he cannot make head or tail of it...

But the persistent efforts of his desperate mother forced him to open a dictionary of his own ..to which he keeps own adding a word or two each day...

Here are a few examples of his uncanny creation...

Amma- Achu what are you doing?

Achu- Naching amma..

( A quick glance through his dictionary .. and it says nach + ing for dancing, dekhing for watching, susuing for pissing, kheling for playing and so the list goes..)

Amma (after getting ready for the evening stroll)- Come on Achu, Lets move..

Achu ( with full irritation)- Kitna baar moov ( Muh) dhoyenge!!!

Amma - Count the figures achu

Achu- There are 6 balloon amma

Amma- 6 balloons achu, not balloon

achu ( quite excited )-i will never forget that amma!

Amma- count the next one

Achu- 7 phools...8 chammachs... 9 machaliis and 10 kattoriis

Achu ( returning from school)-Nowadays i speak in english in class amma..

Amma( shocked)-!!!!!!?????

Achu -I no longer sneak out through the backdoor for drinking water..instead i ask my ma'am for permission.. and that too in english!!!

Amma-( jumping in excitement)-I am proud of you achu.. tell me what exactly you ask..

Achu-Am i water Ma'am ? aur kya!!!!

And when he utters them in his own style... confident to the core...and with great pride for having mastered that 'Doosara shabdh'( which is his terminology for english)....i am left with no option other than digesting it as such...

The Independence "struggle"!!!

Twas a loooongg break...

With Rajmoni gone... i lost myself in the grime and mess of my kitchen...

And of course , in no mood to chat or blog..

But mind you, i was not the sole casualty of this situation...

Within a months time.. Achu has turned into a total brat!!!!

He was quick to sense my helplessness in continuing my military regime over him...

and in a few days time took over the responsibility of looking after himself ( thats what he stated in his Declaration of Independence)..

To be frank.. i was relieved for a moment..( My boy has grown up!!! Told the ' Mother's Pride ')

But there were so many loop holes well crafted into his Draft -of-independence...

and i was yet again proved to be a fool to have kept my hopes high...

His pseudo-independence was just an excuse to escape to our neighbour's house.. where he would take charge of their toys , television, snacks and what not...

He rarely visits his own home...

At times he steps in to check the day's menu... dissapproves it anyway and along with it laments over his mother's deteriorating culinary skills...then makes a violent exit...

If at all he is seen around the house for a longer period.. take it for granted that something is seriously wrong..

Last time when this happened was when he had bit his best friend on his arms ...

I have given a standing instruction to all his friends to deal with him themselves under such situations...

God save all of them!!!!