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Monday, November 12, 2007

 

The Nth reAwakening.

The_UndeaD_ flexes his fingers and twirls the keyboard on his index finger. He looks at the screen and then drops the keyboard and begins punching it in.

Dogs. I live with two dogs. Their names are Foxy and Therakan. They are the sweetest, dumbest and most gentle alsatians ever. Their Dad is even dumber but their Mom was incredibly smart. She died of breast cancer. When she was alive she had so much class she even beat the humans in the house. Full grown men used to shit in their pants when Diana gave them the eye. She would sit like a lady when ordered to, wait like a sniper when she hunted and attack like a tiger when ordered to shoo. Small children were forewarned not to bother her before they entered the house because Diana took shit from no one. Well almost no one.

The Bell has rung and The_UndeaD_ went to open the door. Aunty has driven all the women folk home and Uncle is back in the restaurant with the boys who are cleaning up. Its Aunty's Birthday today but the cake, flowers, presents are all hidden. They ll be opened when Uncle comes home.

Small Children. I live with one small child. Her name is Lumsy. She is the cutest, smartest and the most irritating child of all time. Shes small. Very small. So small I can lift her up with one finger. But her arrogance can dwarf Russel Crowe's. Let me give u an example. During her potty training days which happened to be in winter the whole family would sit around one powerful coil heater coz there would be no electricity and the inverter could hold just one coil heater. This gathering was usually formed around the idiot box and on one of many such gatherings Lumsy happened to unknowingly urinate in her pants. One of the family noticed it and soon all of them noticed. Before a single angry reprimand could be launched Lumsy jumped into the air and mid air she kicked and sent her chappals flying into the audience. As soon as her cute lil feet landed on the floor her face grimaced and she screamed a blood curdling warning to all present. It was so funny man, seeing such a small thing defending her honour so viciously.

The_UndeaD_ has had two shots of vodka and is buzzing nicely. Uncle has come, The Cake revealed, the flowers and gifts bestowed and the alcohol flowing.

The point being Lumsy is the only person who challenged Diana's authority. She had been bitten by Diana many times but she never rested in her mission to climb that mountain of ego no matter who stood in her way (except Heno and Hepa). Diana fell in the end to breast cancer and Lumsy is 3 and half now. All her energy, enthusiasm and will is genetic. Nothing has been imbibed except general discipline and language. But all alone this girl can stab you without looking back. She can also achieve anything she wants if she really wants it. Shes still damn cute. Till she stabs me that is.


Comments:
Domesticated Madhu is interesting! Children and dogs and vodka. Nice.
 
yes...it is interesting,eh?
 
?? No offence, but what's with Lumsy's ethnicity, boss?

I do visit your blog off and on, btw... I remember reading your previous post...
 
Shes Naga...and I hope there is nothing wrong with being Naga...and what else is up Perakath? Thank you for dropping by.
 
As long as you write sort-of regularly, people will drop by.

More blue book stuff, Madhu!
 
Oh ok... where are you staying? I thought she was your sister...

Yohan have you read things from his blue book before?
 
Madhu's Blue Book (which gets reincarnated every once in a while) is a work of insane genius and humour.
 
this is a good writeup nice flow and cute kid! look at her stare into the camera.
 
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