The dazzling red dress,
The flawless hair,
Her skin the colour of wheat…
A Victorian beauty…..
I fell in love with her the moment I saw her the very first time…..
It was truly ‘ Love at first sight’…
She stood there with her hands extended,
Motioning me to come forward and take her in my arms…
She gives me a peck on my cheek…
Oh, I am so head over heals for her…
But alas she is my boss’s daughter
I have bunch of red roses for,
It is her birthday today…
Today, she turns ONE !!!!!!
That lill thing is a brat of the first order…
Only recently she got too carried away with the Jhonsons ear buds ad and tried clean her ear with one. A little twist here a little swipe there, one moment her baby hands were working with the bud with the elegance and panache that adults rarely display and the next moment she is totally uninterested in carrying on with the disgusting task of cleaning ones ear wax and walks around with the bud sticking out from here ear.
Then the Einstein in her wakes up…….
‘Lemme see till how far this wax thing can go ……’
And hits the end of the bud with a tight slap …
Ahhhhhh…
Uhaaaaaaaaa…uahhhhh. Uaaaaaaa
The whole world comes running…
Mother comes running
Grandmother comes running
Father comes running from his office…………
They take her to the hospital.
The doctor takes one look at her,
The bantam mount Fuji... The erupted volcano…
The decibel levels in the room reaches near ultra sonic range now…
He says ‘ She has managed to rupture her ear drum’
But quickly adds, before her mom faints
‘Its not a problem at all, she is a growing child and in this age such wounds get healed very very fast… nothing to worry…. Nothings gonna happen to her hearing…. But you got to keep her head bandaged for a week or so’
Donning a bandage that partially covered her left eye,
She looked like side cast from the set of ‘The Caribbean bandits’
... Though with an impish smile….
‘DHUHHHHH, I did it again….’
Was written all over her face…
Now that the pain was gone she was happy to have had all that attention…
She loves climbing up the 8 foot tall slide and slide down to get that ‘wind in the hair’ feel. And might be the HDFC ad influence, she wants to do it all alone “ na sar jhukaya hai kabhi, na sar jhukayenge kabhi…” TV can be a real bad influence you know.
There is one another thing that only children of this age can do,
They do the dew, wherever they want to…
You know the Jadi ke peeche stuff…
And now our lady in red, after having mastered the art of walking, wanted to go and explore the far reaches of the world… her grand mom’s house…
So one rickety step at a time she goes from one corner of the room to the other…..
The tiresome and exhausting journey from one end of her world to the other makes her want to do the dew….
She does the deed and walks right through it…
Only that this time she realizes, that liquids reduce the coefficient of friction…
A new learning, but a little too late….
Her tiny lill feet slips and there she goes
‘Heels over head…’
‘Tumbling upside down’…
Her leg hits the chair near by ..
And there she goes again
Ahhhhhh…
Uhaaaaaaaaa…uahhhhh. Uaaaaaaa
Again
The whole world comes running…
Mother comes running
Grandmother comes running
Father comes running from his office…………
Again.
They take her to the hospital.
The doctor takes one look at her,
The bantam mount Fuji... The erupted volcano…
The decibel levels in the room reaches near ultra sonic range …
He says ‘ She has managed to get herself a hair line fracture’
But again he quickly adds, before her mom faints
‘Its not problem at all…. This is called the green stick fracture… their bone are so soft and tender and grow so fast that she will be up and walking in a few days time… nothing to worry…. Only that we need to put her leg in plaster for a couple of weeks… ‘
So now the bundle of joy is also a bundle of plasters……
‘The Caribbean bandit” turns into ‘The return of the Mummy Part III’
Still she wants to go up the slide…
Still she wants to explore the far reaches of her world…
Though now she is a little more cautious while doing the dew...
17 comments:
ROFTL..
I bet Sadika wil have that 'Duh.. I did it agan' impish smile on her perpetually...
:D
..Me
@rose: Boss says she is 'naughterity
'(its a newly invented word - esp for her) at its peak.......
@ rose: Cudnt help but say this kathi:
sadikyathaum Sadikyum , athanu SADIKA
;)
Awwww!!!
She seems to be an adorable kid!!
In fact she seems a lot like me..am always clumsy and hurting myself here and there!!
Give her nice hug and a tight kiss from my end will ya!
Bagwaaaaaan!!! Utale....
The victorian beauty seems quite a kid. wonder how the mom handles her....
@ Ekta: Shall Do that as soon as she is DE-Mummy-Fied :)
@ the sunflower: ya sure , her mom ought to be given the ' Wonder Mom' Title.....
too good.. njoyed
@ pratika: Thanks a mill.... a compliment is one thing i am ready to accept any time any place...
so thaks once again ;)
'naughterity at its paek' seems to be a very cute kid!
:)
@ ketki:
Sweet she is indeed.....
and for those who wonder what she is up to these days , the whole family is on a pilgrimage to see is GODs can do any thing about her 'naughterity '
She moves head here and there….
Looking for patch of green
Or for movement, an ant, a fly
Anything to cuddle for a moment
And then to try it with her tongue, to taste, to feast it..
Nothing there
But she saw something else, a colour, a sparkling red
She peered closer, a smile on the lips… gottcha !!!!!
A ‘Manchadi’ seed (adenthara Pavonia),
Red in colour, smooth surface, turns it around the little fingers;
Looks around…none watching and none to say shhhhhhhhh….
Tries it with her tiny tongue…hard is it not ?
No taste at all, thought of throwing and picking it up…playing
An idea comes up in the tiny mind,
Why not hide it…. Where ?
She found no place. ….suddenly her face lit up;
A tiny place to hide, why I can’t think well…She thought
Looks around again, a glint in the eyes,
The manchadi goes in the nose, too small to hide
Push it more inside
Hey what is it? ...I can’t breath. Hey….red liquid oozing
Ahhhhhh…
Uhaaaaaaaaa…uahhhhh. Uaaaaaaa
The whole world comes running…
Mother comes running
Grandmother comes running
Father comes running from his office…………
They take her to the hospital.
The doctor takes one look at her,
The bantam mount Fuji... The erupted volcano…
The decibel levels in the room reaches near ultra sonic range now…
He says ‘ She has managed to rupture her few of her nasal veins’
But quickly adds, before her mom faints
‘Its not a problem at all, she is a growing child and in this age such wounds get healed very very fast… nothing to worry…. Nothings gonna happen to her nose…. But you got to keep her nose iced for a week or so’
Donning a plaster that partially covered her nose,
She looked like side cast from the set of ‘The Caribbean bandits’
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My belated happy Bithday wishes to her.
I liked it. Very nice way of writing.
Congrats.
lolz ... really nice!!! ... I was smiling all along ... thanks yaar!!!
@Anup: ..... thanks buddy and keep smiling...
Kichu..
Aint you getting a lot of attention here..
;))))
..Me
rose: as always i o u '2/3'rd.. ;)
@ jac : Thanks for the sequel,
but you guessed it right ,
thats pretty much the scene out there.
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