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Thursday 24 September 2009

V n Me - Tit for Tat

Often I have talked about V n Me capers. Most of the incidents underscoring V's sharpness of mind and consequently Me's dumbness! Time to turn the tide now. These incidents - when V was outsmarted by Me. muahahahahaa - V, you remember these no? no? NO? That's understandable! :P
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Back in school days...

Me: blah blah blah... chatter chatter chatter chatter.... blah blah.... yada yada.... jabber....jabber....

V: (irritated) Can't you shut up?? How much you talk?!!

Me: arre? you don't want to listen then, close your ears... get out of the room... but I will nottt...

V: Look at S's sister. You both are the same age. And what a difference between the two of you!!

Me: What difference? Her school's St. Josephs... mine's NCL..that's the difference. hee hee hee...

V: See what I mean? She's so mature... reserved and grown up!! You should be like that y'kno? You shouldn't chatter non-stop. Grow up a bit!

Me: :/ RESERVED? what does that mean now? heheheheahhahahaha....

V: Reserved means mature... doesn't talk like you. Speaks intelligent. unlike you. reserved means knowing to shut your mouth. Now be a good girl from now.

Me: !!!

(after a while)

V: P, come. lets play something!

Me:

V: did you hear me? come, lets play.... wanna play a game on PC?

Me:

V: whats wrong with you?? why can't you speak?

Me: That's because I'm reserved from now on. so I won't speak.

V: Enough now. come, lets play.

Me: I said I'm reserved! I won't play. I shall keep quiet. I won't speak. hmmmph!

V: Plz come no. we'll play your favorite game. come.

Me: I. Am. Reserved.

V: alright! alright! now you can stop being reserved!! I'm sorry I even asked you to change. Now come.

Me: That means I can STOP now?

V: YES! now come pleeeez...and u can stop being reserved forever!!
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School days again...

V n Me both had the habit of studying loudly. He chanted his answers and I made it a point to chant mine louder than his. Mom resolved the issue soon. He was to study in our room, and I was to study in my parents' room, which was adjacent to ours. So, this was during our summer exams...

V: (screaming) Ppppp! come here!! fast fast fast!

Me: (comes running) what? what?

V: Good girl. Now switch the light on and go study!

Me: X-( what is this!! I was studying no? are you the only one who wants to score good marks in finals?? ammmmmmmmmmaaaaaa....

V: stop screeching. You have come here no now? why can't you switch on the light? stop wailing.

Me: hmmmph (but switches the light on)

After a few days...

V: Purniiiiiiiiii...come here...fast fast...now..now!!

Me: (jumping out of the bed, running to V's room wide-eyed) what happened??

V: light please!

Me: (tears brimming...brimming....brimming....overflowing, whacking V at the same time) waaaaaaaaahhhhhhh!! you do this everytime...ammmmmaa see V doesn't let me study!!!!!

V: Now, why can't you do this job? switch it on and go..who's troubling you?

Me: !!!!!!!!! X-( (But still switches the light on..swears that she'll get back at him)

Still after a few days....

V: Pppppppppppppp! come here no Pleeeeeeeeez!

Me: (shouts from the other room) No, I'm not coming! I know you'll say "light plz". I am not coming.

V: noooooo...i won't ask you to do that. can't you see I have already switched it on? now come here no pleeeez?

Me: then you want water? i know. go to the kitchen and get it yourself. I ain't your maid servant. get lost.

V: arre..I swear. I don't want light or water. You come here. I want you to come here. come no...see I'm even saying please!!

Me: (goes to the room) what?

V: fan please! (grins idiotly)

M: (grins back at him... idiotly that too and switches the fan on...no complaints...no ammmmmmaaaaaa...no emotional atyachaar)

V: wah! see! my sister is succccccch a good girl... lovely...amazing...sweet....

Me: (switches the lights off, pulls out her tongue and struts out of the room victoriously with V shouting in the background....

V: come back P!!! why did you have to do that!!!! Ppppppppp!!!
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and this incident I don't even remember but have been told by my mom and recalled by V too. I guess I was 4-5 yrs old and V was 9 or 10.

V: (shouting from the balcony at our Gp's place) Pppppppppppp!! come here fast. now now. come running!

Me: (runs at a lightening speed) what??

V: see, there's your husband! (pointing at a lonesome donkey, who was staring into nothingness)

Me: (tears brimming...brimming....brimming...overflowing and whacking V with both the hands) HOW DARE YOU!!! Ammmmmmmmmmmmmmaaaaaaa...see V is calling my husband a donkey!!! waiiiiil waiiiiiiill waaaaaaaaaaahhhhh...my husband is nice. my husband is not a donkey!!! (whack, whack whack!!!!)

(Well, talk about defending my pati parmeshwar at such a raw age(esp. when I hadn't met him and still haven't met him!! and Jinu, now you know why I love donkeys??)

Days later....

Me: V!!! come fast!!! (clapping hands, shouting and jumping up and down in her mothers lap)

V: what happened? you called me, P?

Me: yes yes!! Look what I found!! (points towards a herd of buffaloes) see the first one?? that is your wife!!

V: !!!!
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Now this last incident came to light because one fine day, out of the blue, my SIL, N, asks me : from which angle do I look like a buffalo to you? I was terribly taken aback since she asked me this question before they got married. Finally, looking at my lightening struck face, she and mom explained me what had happened 20 saal pehle!

And in case you are wondering what our mom was during all those "ammmmmmmmmaaaaa"s and when V got a bashing of his lifetime... she tried to control us by scolding..and keeping us away from each other for a few hours. When our judaaai was too much to bear we would beg and plead her to let us play together...and then we were back to where we started. :D

12 comments:

  1. hehehee...
    i was hoping u hadn't said anything anti-joseph's... :D then i'd have to fight with you and all! :D

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  2. Purnu, you had me in splits with a few tears coming along by remembering those days which I conveniently forget so that I don't get emotional !!!

    Love you more than ever...

    Vinnanna

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  3. that was super cool, I love the good old fun days of school and you brought it out real well

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  4. Hahahahahahahhaha!!!! I loved the donkey and buffalo bit!!!

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  5. Rayshma,
    how cud i? Half my friends were josephites!

    @Sands,
    welcome here!

    @Vinanna,
    Those were the times I hated then. but cherish now. :)

    @Nitin,
    :D bk!

    @Sujata,
    it is always easy to write real life incidents. I get to relive mine. :) glad u liked them!

    @3D,
    I know! I love it too. :)

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  6. That was one hell of a trip down memory lane. Since I grew up with a pest myself,I completely understand the incidents.

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  7. @ Aparna,
    :D these incidents which were meaningless then, are now filed under memories.

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  8. very good
    i really enjoyed this one!

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