Uncategorized

Steps Of The Stadium.

A stadium is being constructed in front of my house. The steps where people will sit and watch cricket and football matches are made of concrete.

So, during day time when the Sun shines upon it, to sit upon the steps, is a very hard job, as the rear part feels a lot of heat. On the other hand, when it is night time, as it is still winter-spring time, if the chill is to a higher degree, then to sit on those steps require a lot of self-control and endurance, as the cold reflecting of those concrete steps gives a lot of trouble to sit on.

The best time to sit and watch anything happening in the stadium is during evening time, when everything is cool, light and free flowing. The time between dusk, evening and night is the best time to sit on those steps.

If they could only cover those steps with a good covering. Huh!

Adios!

Uncategorized

Jinks and Kinks, The Siblings Who Punch.

Two brothers aged seven years and three and half years, were diamonds and balls of love in their mother’s eyes. Their household name was Jinks (the elder son) and Kinks (the smaller child).

She had a sister who would often visit them and on her frequent visits she would bring clothes and toys for Jinks. Now this had happened more than three times, so one day Jinks asked her-“Aunty, why are you always bringing toys and clothes for him? I too am a small child.”

The aunt understood the situation and replied-“The next time I will definitely bring something for you.”

The boy nodded his head and ran off.

The next day, the aunt came again and this time she had bought a toy and a pair of shirt and pant for Jinks and with that she had brought for him a bag of chocolates. On seeing the chocolates, he opened the bag and started munching the chocolates. The aunt-“Please share some with your little brother.” His little brother Kinks was playing on the cot. Jinks forcefully thrusted two chocolates in his hand. The little child was completely startled. Their mother had seen this happen.

So, that afternoon, she explained him-“Why such a behaviour? Your brother is after all your brother.”

Jinks -“Everyone loves him the most. I don’t get chocolates, gifts, clothes and other things as much as he does.’’

The mother replied-“You must not think like that. I love you both equally.”

Jinks-“No, you don’t. You love him the most.”

The mother gave it a thought and said-“Will you teach your brother?”

On hearing this Jinks looked at his mother’s face with intensity and asked-“Teach him what?”

Jinks had started learning addition and subtraction in school and could count upto sixty. After that he used to get confused.

So, the mother said-“You can teach him addition and subtraction. You can be his teacher and he will be your pupil.”

Jinks felt excited and said-“Ma, I will start teaching him tomorrow onwards.”

The next day morning, he began teaching his small brother addition.”

Jinks-“If I give you one chocolate and then if I give you another one, then how many chocolates do you have?

Kinks replied-“One chocolate with another chocolate, I don’t know bhaiyya (big brother).”

Jinks-“  Two. The answer is two.”

The smaller child-“Two.”

The Jinks had a bad habit of over doing things or in this case over teaching Kinks maths.

Now Jinks started teaching Kinks subtraction, which went as follows:-

Jinks-“If I give you ten apples and then take three away then how many remains?”

Kinks-“ Ten apples……………………..I don’t know bhaiyya (big brother).”

Jinks-“ Seven apples remain. You don’t understand anything. I have to teach you a lot.”

Jinks-“Suppose I give you one, two, three toys and then take them back from you, then how many toys remain?”

Kinks thought a while and answered-“Nada. Nothing remains.”

Kinks had learnt the word “Nada” from his aunt and knew that it meant zero.

To explain Kinks properly about subtraction, Jinks gave him three toys and asked him to give them back to him.

Jinks-“Remember that give me back the exact number of toys which I have given you.”

Kinks returned him the toys and sat quietly on the bed. His big brother was a big question mark to him.

The next day while teaching Kinks maths, suddenly Jinks hit him three punches in the back and fled from the room.

Kinks began crying and his mother rushed to see what had happened.

Jinks had fled to his friend’s house and when he came back in the evening he tried to enter through the back door, but with God’s grace he was caught by his father and a resounding slap was struck across his face by his father. Kinks had developed fever as the punches had been hard on him and the doctor had to be called.

When he went inside the room where his brother was resting, he saw that his brother was lying on the bed with a wet cloth on his head.His aunt was taking care of Kinks and she didn’t even look at him.

He went near his brother and his little brother turned towards him.

Kinks-“How may punches should I give you brother?”

Jinks-“What?!”

Kinks-“You told me give you back the exact number of things that I give to you. So, how many punches should I give you?”

Hearing this words from his smaller brother, Jinks ran from the room and went straight to his mother in the kitchen-“Mother, you know what Kinks told me?”

Mother didn’t speak to him at first, but on seeing his fallen face, she asked-“What did he say?”

Jinks-“ He told me that how many punches should he give me?”

Mother-“Did he? Attaboy! Brilliant boy”

Jinks-“What?! You are taking his side?”

Mother-“I must. After all you hit him without any reason. So, if he hits you back then that will teach you a lesson.”

Jinks face fell on hearing his mother’s words and whispered to his mother-“Ma, I am actually a coward. I don’t have any courage.”

Mother-“Yes, that’s what you are. A coward. Now go and study.”

The End.

Adios!

Uncategorized

Marvel Of Being A Kid.

The Marvel of Being a Kid is astounding and highly blissful. The love got from ma and baba is beyond love. It is love in its purest form.

Being a kid gives a sort of freedom which can’t be got and expressed as you turn into an over growing bulb of an adult. With adulthood, it feels as if someone has cut your roots and stems and given you a load of homework, which only includes rubbish and money.

In childhood you can play with a toppling car, pilot an aeroplane and be the master of anything you wish to be. But with over dangling adulthood, you have to bite and eat that sugarcane which has no sweetness, only boredom, over load of burdens plus food also becomes an issue. If a person works from 10 to 10 in alternating shifts, then he is bound to miss anything and everything good happening at home. Many people with regular jobs have to work much beyond that time limit. Some people have to work from 08:30 am till 01:00 am. That means total sixteen hours job with thirty minutes being considered for tea, lunch and dinner break as their responsibility doesn’t allow them to take a break.

As a kid, you can go anywhere, adjust anywhere, play anywhere and be everywhere. Happiness of being a child is unlimited. School is also place for playing and having tiffins except studying. Nowadays, studying in school is done through mobile apps, so you can consider that time as time gone into the drain. Better let the children play, draw, sing and be ready for their tough and competitive future.

The ability to run as fast as you want remains only in childhood. As you grow different sorts of adults, various physical pains such as muscle pain, back pain, leg pain begin and they are like the recurrent EMIs of banks. To get rid of them you need to pay dollops and dollops of money to doctors and to the medicine shops.

The best thing which is the wonder and marvel of being a kid is nothing is out of your reach. Not even GOD.

If anytime, time permits then become a child for few hours and relive those childhood moments by playing a game of cricket, football or simply by singing out your voice in the bathroom.

Be happy.

Adios!