Oye chal na aj gol gappe khane chalte hain.....n tab our joint used to be Prince ke gol gappe. Mumma hum jaein? aapke liye chowmein le aenge....you know friends..my li'll sis used to be sooooo chubby...fat, must I say....her classmates bullied her... and I used to fight at home - humei alag school mei kar do..iske friends isse chhedte hain..ye roti hai...school ka lunch nahi khaati...main kya sabse ladti hi rahungi. My Gol Gappa, she was and later accompanied me to eat gol gappas, which she never ate...lol...PAISE for 2 plates, one for both but we used to have one , get her aloo chat !! Moti, do u remember that fight, kaise bhool sakti hai, we keep narrating that to everyone till date, when you bit me and I hit you hard on your back and each fight of ours or us sneaking away from cleaning our room ended with mum's typical dialogues - jis ghar mei do behne hoti hain na, vaha to dhunde se bhi zameen pe tinka nahi milna chaiye......behno mei to ek dusre ki jaan basi hoti hai...tum dono to mujhe pagal kar dogi...rofl....But see mumma, I proudly say TODAY...hum mei ek dusre ki jaan basi hai :-) and hum dono ke ghar mei hote hue apko dhunde se bhi ek tinka nahi milega :-) Plz exclude Sam's sharartein from all this !!
My milk glasses always poured into moti's tummy making her chubbier and softer and her veggies into my plate...dekho shuru se kitna dhyan rakhte the ek dusre ka hum...root cause..mumma ne kuch bacha hua dekh liya to daant padegi.....so SAATHI HAATH BADANA ..... lol. She used to play with dolls and I was the authorotative teacher. I was like one of her dolls who was growing with her, whom she loved to dress and decorate...hahaha...that reminds me of " BUCHHI" bechare ko parlor parlor khelte khelte ganja kar dala tha humne. But he was soon replaced by Yashu...ganja hone ke liye nahi...to be pampered. Me, a meek character and she, a rebellion ...... me, a writer,a composer, her singer and she, my artist, my crafts lead, my tomboy......me, a stick on her head to study during late nights for exams and she, my voice for all that I needed to ask for...WE.....EACH OTHER'S STRENGTH !!
Hey, mumma papa...you should be so elated and proud to have such kids ;-) ajkal ke bachhe kaha itna pyar karte hain ek dusre se....hahaha. I wonder how kids to the same set of parents with the same nurturing, vary so much in nature, behaviour and then in their fortune .... but blessed we are, having been instilled with values that help us in all goods and bads and more so blessed we are to have the best men as our partners, who are both our weakness as well as our strength.
Thanking mum papa for everything and our respective men in our lives, I would KINDLY like to insist...not to take these posts as our weakness ...Tareef kar di to aasmaan pe mat chad jana koi bhi...I AM EQUALLY A NEED FOR ALL OF YOU ...... hahahaha!!!
My milk glasses always poured into moti's tummy making her chubbier and softer and her veggies into my plate...dekho shuru se kitna dhyan rakhte the ek dusre ka hum...root cause..mumma ne kuch bacha hua dekh liya to daant padegi.....so SAATHI HAATH BADANA ..... lol. She used to play with dolls and I was the authorotative teacher. I was like one of her dolls who was growing with her, whom she loved to dress and decorate...hahaha...that reminds me of " BUCHHI" bechare ko parlor parlor khelte khelte ganja kar dala tha humne. But he was soon replaced by Yashu...ganja hone ke liye nahi...to be pampered. Me, a meek character and she, a rebellion ...... me, a writer,a composer, her singer and she, my artist, my crafts lead, my tomboy......me, a stick on her head to study during late nights for exams and she, my voice for all that I needed to ask for...WE.....EACH OTHER'S STRENGTH !!
Hey, mumma papa...you should be so elated and proud to have such kids ;-) ajkal ke bachhe kaha itna pyar karte hain ek dusre se....hahaha. I wonder how kids to the same set of parents with the same nurturing, vary so much in nature, behaviour and then in their fortune .... but blessed we are, having been instilled with values that help us in all goods and bads and more so blessed we are to have the best men as our partners, who are both our weakness as well as our strength.
Thanking mum papa for everything and our respective men in our lives, I would KINDLY like to insist...not to take these posts as our weakness ...Tareef kar di to aasmaan pe mat chad jana koi bhi...I AM EQUALLY A NEED FOR ALL OF YOU ...... hahahaha!!!
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