As you would all know that I am currently under going a rigorous training program called “Marriage in January 2010”. This program is an ultimate training program and primarily run by women, namely my mom, my cousin sis and my would be WhyFee, and the basic objective of the program “Never say no to a when a lady asks you to do something”. Example- “Mom says Get out of the bed and bath, you say yes. When cousin sis says We would dance a lot in your wedding and you would dance too, you say yes(sob, sob). When Whyfee says Do you like my new dress, YOU SAY YES.”. So owing to this mental conditioning, when Smita asked me to do this tag, you can guess what I said “Yes”. So all said and done already here I am posting my 6 childhood memories (though she asked me to post 7 but its already too long to be boring) –
1- Birthday Bumps– I was in class 10th or 11th when actually the concept of Birthday Bumps was catching up. So all of us were super excited about giving birthday bumps and would eagerly wait for birthdays. So one day it was the birthday of one of our friends and we gathered in the canteen with the whole fan-fair and all the close friends picked him up and started throwing him in the air counting the number of years. Like a typical Hindi movie where the Gala Celebrations are interrupted by the entry of the Villain. Entry our headmistress (Anything that has something to do with Mistress wasn’t funny when we were in school) who was a strict disciplinarian and she also knew my mom personally so I was always at my best behavior in front of her. So now as soon as she was in sight we all left our friends in mid-air and fled. Then she actually called me in front of the class, and what proceeded was a series of most embarrassing jibes. She started “You are amongst the tallest students in the class and noticeable from a km of distance and you think you can run and be ignored” all this flanking was still bearable with the entire class laughing. She went on to lecture that how my reaction was very natural to the class saying these exact words “You know there is a child in him’. And all my friends jibed on my case for next one week that I was officially declared pregnant by the headmistress herself.
2- The Fatal Errors– The second one is getting thrashed for adding Odomos Mosquito repellent cream to an entire batch of pickles made by mom. You can read about the
adventure disaster here
3- Garage Visits– I learned how I drive a car when I was 11 or may be 12 years old, I was too small and kept pestering my dad saying that I have already mastered riding a motorbike and now I wanted the car. So he sent me to the Garage to learn about the cars, the owners knew my dad personally so I was treated like a VIP and all the mechanics on the floor were excited to see a small kid trying hard to learn car. They showed me engine, how to do minor fixes of the car, and small tits and bits about maintaining the car. I used to enjoy my time so much there and I actually used to love sit in the cars which were crashed in accidents and small time driving of the cars in the garage. I love driving and I claim that I know my car a lot better. As a matter of fact with my driving the car generally gives a better mileage than any of my friends driving it. All that passion and love for cars which still lies with me I picked at that time.
4- Result Card Day– My parents were very particular about keeping high standards of academics, so all my wishful gifts were always related to my academic performance. You want the new Walkman on the block, crack the ranks among first five students and you have had it. You want a new computer, get recommendation in the computer prize examination and you get it. So it was a consistent bidding scenario. I would invariably would have loved some crazy thing and there would be a condition attached directly with my report card. So when everyone else would have been happy/sad and most of all compering I would always be competing with a set of my own goals and every time when I achieved the goals it was a dual happiness. Especially coming into the corporate I wish the goal settings could have been so effective and objective.
5- Puzzling Stories– Being the only child, I never had too much of company at my home. However, so I generally talked and played with my mom and dad. I used to love the times when electricity used to conk off in the evenings specially in the winters. We would sit in the living room wrapped in quilts or shawls and mom and dad would keep asking me a lot of puzzles or tell me story and quiz me on the morals. Often they would tell me the story of Mahabharata in detail and quiz me on my mythological knowledge. The Mahabharata story was a kind of huge kick for me as they were showing the serial on TV those days, and because of these session I always knew of the story coming ahead. Those days in childhood were really awesome fun.
6- Video Games– Though I had my own 16-bit Vedio Game Console, but it was seriously rationed by my mom. Securely kept in her cupboard, locked and taken out only at my incessant heart penetrating requests and on completion of my homework or studies to be done by the day. So I found the duplicate keys from my mom’s cupboard and whenever both mom and dad went out for some work or something I would sneak out the console and play for a while and then keep it inside and revert back to studying. This actually continued for around a year till I actually grew over my console and became responsible enough to balance my study and leisure time 🙂
So now I tag
Nidhi – She is trying to revive her blog
Deepti– She loves doing all kinds of Tags
Anshima & Vipul – My cousins, I think they would like doing this.
And anyone else who is reading this and likes this tag can do it as well on their blogs or in my comments. Please leave a comment with the link to your post in case you choose to do the tag, as I would love to read your responses.