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Sunday, September 26, 2010

ek tamatar laal laal




It makes me laugh even before I start writing this post, thinking what my lil sis will do to me when she reads this..
Yes its about her.
when she was in nursery.. new in our school, she was to take part in a fancy dress competition..
she wanted to become a peacock.. but knew a poem on tomatoes very well. So we all discussed with her and decided to make her a tomato. We got her tomato costume on rent and revised her poem with her..
ek tamatar laal laal
jaise mere laal gaal(she really had rosy cheeks)
hum bhi khaayein
tum bhi khao..
ho jayein sab laal laal…

the day arrives.. and charushi realizes she liked the peacock dress a lot more.. anyway we explained to her and wished our lil red tomato luck..

in school.. I was the prefect so sneaked in the auditorium with some silly excuse to see her perform..

“and now we have, charushi, as the red red tomato!”
(Ohh she’s so cute)
But she was unhappy about the dress.. and refused to speak a word..
So the teacher asked her to at least 'thank the audience'.. oh how happy she was. THANK YOU and off she ran!!


Moral of the story:
if your sis wants to be a peacock, don’t make her a tomato!!

when i was a lil girl




When I was a little girl.. In class 1 or 2, we started writing paragraphs in school. The funny thing was at that time we had to LEARN about our favourite sport, our favourite pastime and what we wanted, for our teachers or parents would choose that for us by helping us write and mug up.
I had an English exam and was taught about my pet, a puppy. I didn’t have a pet back then.. and I wanted a tortoise. I was always taught about a puppy being my pet, named Bruno..
“but mom, I don’t have a pet”
“you have to write something, so why not write about a puppy you can have someday”
“I don’t want a puppy. I want a tortoise. I will write about that”
“sweetie, tortoise will be difficult for you to write about. Its getting late, revise this fast”

The next day.. English exam…
MY PET
I have a pet puppy..
(ohhh.. tortoises are so cute…..)
His name is Bruno(what would a tortoise be named?)
….
Erase… erase……

MY PET
I have a pet tortois. His name is …… rudolff. He is very cute. He is brown and green. He does not bark. He does not catch a ball when I throw it.. Throw? Through? Erase.. through it..
He loves me. I love him very much. Mumma papa love him. My sister loves him too. He is very loving.(oh.. I need one more sentence).. He is lovable.

Alright!! I didn’t get good marks in that one!! But it still makes me so happy, much more than any amount of marks could, that I wrote my heart out! My pet tortoise… Even if I couldn’t spell it correctly!!

Saturday, September 18, 2010

call the bomb squad!



i was in school, in class 11.. wen i was punished for wearing the wrong shoes(though i was a prefect myself!)

anyway.. so we were supposed to take rounds of the ground.. tired.. me and my friends simran and meha*(names changed) sneaked and sat in a corner on the ground..

simran(the girl who ate all of our's tiffins everyday before we'd even find out), started tellin me(i was new in the school), how since 3years diwali had been CRACKER-FREE in the school)

"you know ritasha, people are really scared of getting expelled from school. its really serious you know. and no one dares...."

"hmmm..."

but simran continues,"you know, i'm not scared.. and i am planning to do it! all you gotta do is come and watch.. it'll be our secret."

well.. risk interests me.. and i was in!

so we plan the day.. simran has to get the cracker and the matchbox.. meha has to get the wick extension...


it was a saturday we planned.. thursday and friday evryone went through strict checking(just in case).. saturday arrived!

i was so excited to watch the show while simran did what she promised.
so we 3 gathered. i collected the stuff and realised simran had forgotten to get the matchbox!

"now what? do we cancel this?", said meha.

simran and i thought we should just do it!
so we went to the physics lab(remember that parallax experiment with candles, ya, hehe)

so we went to the physics lab for REVISING the experiment, impressed the teacher, stole a matchbox and rushed to the girls washroom..

simran chickened out.. n it was actually me and meha who had to do it.. we lit the extended wick so we had enough time to reach the class in time.. i managed the class and boooom!! awesome!

well, much louder than expected! oh we loved it.. and so did evryone else!

a guy almost got caught for our prank.. oh, we were going to own up, when someone acted as his alibi! phew!

though they put up a whole team to find out who was behind it!!

oh and people got a new topic to discuss.. they thought our 5rs cracker was a BOMB!
how miresh said,"IT IS A GUYS WORK.. GIRLS CAN'T DO IT!". he told me!!!

oh how i controlled my laughter!!!

and the funniest part was trying to make my friend neha believe that i did the feared!! oh i can still remember the look on your face neha!! whoa!;)

just food parties


me and my frens in hostel, invented what we call our 'food parties'.
everyone would get fruits, chips, bread, spread, cookies.. n we'd make weird things by mixing some of the stuff, spreadin it over our cookies and bread..and whatever you picked was yours to eat.. but you had to have a good speed to survive!

one of us would sometimes make a funny video of the food party.. telling who ate what(exaggerating what archi ate)!

i mean we'd fight for things we never eat at home.. n eating those things there would be a PARTY!

funny, i no.. i think we should keep a food party again wen i go bk to college this monday!

Saturday, September 11, 2010

really yummy! yummy? really??


i was in class 6 when one day i just felt like entering the kitchen.. saw mom cooking dinner .. and decided to help(umm well unwanted, unasked for)..
i made a chappati, er.. which may not be round .. but we could call it some shape .. so what if i can't tell which one, right?

anyway, and i also helped her in making the 'daal makhani'..

i even helped serve:)

so.. dad loved the food! he praised it oh so much.. n even asked for more.

ooh.. i was soo happy..

and then i decided to take a bite.. dad tried to stop me, sayin he loved it too much to share it.. its yummy :)

i still insisted ..

why did i?! i still cant get over that awful taste!!

ohh dad.. ur the best!!