haseen summers!
My kid cousins ,cute gals from coorg had come down to spend their summer vacation here. It was a gr8 experience to have them around.
Neetu and viju aged 9 and 12 r thoroughly amiable. They would coax me into playing games with them n I landed up either plying board games with them or downloadin flash games from the net for them. I was also forced into watchin mr.bean on pogo n zillions of cartons on cartoon network…(which infact I started enjoyin…). They also wanted to play with the kitchen set n my mom luckily hunted down my “kasturlia” it’s a Russian kitchen set I had been gifted as a kid by my uncle. In no time they set up their “virtual restaurant” n were servin me with all the “virtual delicacies”. They used paper pieces, leaves, ear-buds and all such knick-knacks as their ingredients….n it was so much fun watchin them.
Evenings wud be spent in the local park lingering around aimlessly.
Kids have this amazing ability to find pleasure in small things in life. They collected pieces of cloth ,ribbons and laces and kept them all stacked neatly. Lucky Barbie of theirs was getting a makeover!! Every night they wud demand for ice-crems n all they wanted were those humble orange and mango sticks! (and my dad was only too happy to get them…..)
We have a mango tree in our neighbour’s house…..though the biological parents of the tree r our neighbors…….since all the branches of that tree lean towards our balcony we fondly consider ourselves as it’s foster parents! One day the younger one had a huge craving for mangoes. We decided to alight the first floor balcony and steal some from there. But then there was this uncle peering from the window so I told vijeta that we wud pick up some from the terrace. But mademoiselle was just not satisfied with one mango and as soon as I went downstairs she went right under the uncle’s nose n picked a couple of juicy mangoes from the balcony! I tell u she is a gutsy child…….
But I must say that stolen mangoes indeed taste better!!
It was like I had a tiny fan-following for a fortnight. They wud watch me while reading the newspaper, getting ready for college , almost everythin mundane. Children certainly
emulate elders and want to grow up quickly……..but guess they fail to realize how much we miss those carefree days…There is indeed a child in everyone of us n sometimes there are instances when that child is awakened!
Now that these cute cousins have left there is some kid of a void….
Neetu and viju aged 9 and 12 r thoroughly amiable. They would coax me into playing games with them n I landed up either plying board games with them or downloadin flash games from the net for them. I was also forced into watchin mr.bean on pogo n zillions of cartons on cartoon network…(which infact I started enjoyin…). They also wanted to play with the kitchen set n my mom luckily hunted down my “kasturlia” it’s a Russian kitchen set I had been gifted as a kid by my uncle. In no time they set up their “virtual restaurant” n were servin me with all the “virtual delicacies”. They used paper pieces, leaves, ear-buds and all such knick-knacks as their ingredients….n it was so much fun watchin them.
Evenings wud be spent in the local park lingering around aimlessly.
Kids have this amazing ability to find pleasure in small things in life. They collected pieces of cloth ,ribbons and laces and kept them all stacked neatly. Lucky Barbie of theirs was getting a makeover!! Every night they wud demand for ice-crems n all they wanted were those humble orange and mango sticks! (and my dad was only too happy to get them…..)
We have a mango tree in our neighbour’s house…..though the biological parents of the tree r our neighbors…….since all the branches of that tree lean towards our balcony we fondly consider ourselves as it’s foster parents! One day the younger one had a huge craving for mangoes. We decided to alight the first floor balcony and steal some from there. But then there was this uncle peering from the window so I told vijeta that we wud pick up some from the terrace. But mademoiselle was just not satisfied with one mango and as soon as I went downstairs she went right under the uncle’s nose n picked a couple of juicy mangoes from the balcony! I tell u she is a gutsy child…….
But I must say that stolen mangoes indeed taste better!!
It was like I had a tiny fan-following for a fortnight. They wud watch me while reading the newspaper, getting ready for college , almost everythin mundane. Children certainly
emulate elders and want to grow up quickly……..but guess they fail to realize how much we miss those carefree days…There is indeed a child in everyone of us n sometimes there are instances when that child is awakened!
Now that these cute cousins have left there is some kid of a void….