Continued post.
[First of all I do stand up and give round of claps to all who read through the earlier post (Infidelity) and even made such in depth comments. My regards to all.]
“Listen up boys, tonight you better go to sleep early. Or I won’t mind giving you Pedicryl to make it faster”-
these were the exact words my sis-in-law(bhabi) had uttered to her two boys, one 3 years and one 6 months.
Every time I visit my aunts house this one thing we all look forward to, chit–chat before sleep.
But for that we need child-support.
Would they?
I was not sure about the 3 year old but the 6 month one gave a blushful smile.
“It’s like seating beside sea of tranquility after surviving through a thunder storm”- my bhabi said and we all could not agree more.
The big brother is fast asleep, younger one still awake but kept quiet.
Elders are fast asleep too at down under.
We are on top floor. Let me give you a view of the room. Its quite big hall type,less furnitured, right now we, dada and me have grounded ourselves on floor. Colour of room is white, now very softly illuminated with beautiful decorated lamps.
Finally bhabi made her regular sleep-time-churha(hair-knot) and joined us on ‘floor-al’ chatting.
“You know, its good that now I have two children and married and settled, but some time do feel like….”-dada stopped and stood up to lit the cigarette.
- Like having an affair or something. Bhabi completed.
- Oh! Oops! He is just kidding bhabi.
- U cant believe what he said few days back. Have you seen the girl who seats in the next shop from ours?
- No. I don’t remember.
- She is one damn h*t girl , my big-bro updated me.
- See!
- So dada, what you wanna do? Have a date with her? Asking bhabi for permission?
- I don’t need permission. If I want I can do it without her knowledge.
- And you think she can’t do something like that ?
- I wonder!
- Keep dreaming dada.
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Now bhabi joined “hay rakhi, teach me chatting naa?”
- Yes, that’s the idea. O.k. bhabi you coming with me this weekend and we will rock the cyber.
- Make sure she doesn’t start crying.
- Why she would be crying dada?
- You remember that unknown caller; she can’t even handle these over phone, made such a drama.
- Tell me dada, somewhere are not you happy for that?
- Yes, I agree. And we have good understanding in this. She was happy all through yesterday. Reason? She dreamt her 1st crush…
- Its just my class five Bengali teacher, pure crush, nothing else. My bhabi added with a impish grin.
- Bhagwan milaye jori
- Don’t think so, my baby sis. Ur husband used to be lot more fun.
- Yes, he was gurudev to all of you in these.
- Oh. We had such fun on that Sunday outing last year.
- Yah yah. Standing in front of multiplex with kool attitude staring kooler attitudes. Bhabi and I both quipped.
I remembered one incident specially. We were going for Shilong and oh. those Indigo airline’s lady employees with blue mascara(sometime very ridiculous though), specially one particular Bengali ground officer, she was looking stunning. Suddenly me and the only other lady of that travelling team found all the other 5 musketeers, including our hubbies were missing.
And when they returned looked like won some great battle.
When asked they had answers ready “found the girl for your bachelor dewar, so had to get the phone number naa?”
We had our answer ready too,” pass that on to us, we will take care of the rest. Otherwise the poor girl have every chance of playing Droupadi .”
I think I still have that number.[Nikhil,don't even think of..
Anyways,
after some more chit-chats suddenly my bhabi said
-rakhi, do you think it can really happen? How can someone ruin everything just like that!
-many a time its not just like that bhabi. Things are kept hidden, forced to keep hidden, and that turn into something else.
That’s why we need to keep the friendship going.
-may be Rakhi, the space in between is also very important. Presence of the other sex as a friend is important too. It’s a question of value, morality too.
-value is a dynamic proposition. It changes with time. And we have to adjust accordingly. But morality…
-hay, you have some of ur question-answers on this? I love those.
[Thanks to Mr Kohlberg I do.]
-humm. Tell me, what u would say if one man lacking money to buy a very very costly yet life saving medicine for his wife, goes on to steal it?
Both my bro and bhabi supported the man. Reason ? wife’s life is more important.
-if its ur shop, wont you hand him over to police? Would you still say he did right?
-yes, life has to be saved. We may hand him over, may not. But if I were him, I would have done the same.
Great. But dada we often do excellent as long as its hypothetical and fail measurably when it turns out categorical. Our concept of morality has very bad correlative percentage with practical moral action.
-what does that mean? Ur dada would go for extramarital someday?
-not as long as you keep the option open for chatting.
-o.k. Rakhi. Next Sunday its u, me and laptop.
Honey, please keep that time free for baby-seating.
-“Lets go sleep…feeling damn sleepy yaar…….."
and we all rolled into laughter.
After all laughter is the ultimate drug.
and as you all loved Tribhu’s sketch last time, i could not help but share with you another friend of mine. he is too shy to blog. The last mural-picture is done by my friend SATYABHUSAN.
And now a suggestion. Any of my blogger friends,taking flight to attend the 15th AUGUST BLOGGER’S MEET in kolkata do take Indigo. Bengali girls suits blue. and that reminded me something.
i have a scoop my friends. this date,15th is too much cherished by our Respected IdleMind,saying long weekend, very good date……
But now i get to hear, "BANCHNA AYE HANSEENO" is releasing on 15th.
HUMMM!!!!
GOD BLESS ALL
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