My two elder bro and sis back from school. When,
Dad– So, how was school?
Mom– ok first answer a question?
Mom– How many siblings are you?
Kids– like.. you are a limit.. 2. two. T- W- O… Now can we get our food.
Mom and Dad– jaws drop?, two? How can you forget your little sister?
Kids– Shit..Lunch gone… 🙁
When I was ten, it was a family outing. Five of us in an auto rickshaw was tough to fit in. An auto can accomodate four on seats. while I had to sit on someone’s lap. I disliked sitting on someone else’s lap while everybody else enjoyed the comfort of a seat.
Bro– Sit Sit (As he grabbed one of the seats)
Sis– I will take the window sit
Me– So will I
Mom– both cannot sit there. Me– I will
Mom– Stop quarrelling. I will.
Me- No No i will
Mom– then I will sit on your lap is it?
Me– Ok. yes you can
Mom– stop it.
Bro– you are extra Me– no
Sis– yes. Mom got you from dustbin.
Bro– yes see why do you think autos have four seats. because the fifth one is extra.
Me- (with tears in my eyes) No. Mom did you seriously get me from dustbin maa?
Mom– now will you please let me sit on the seat.
Few days back, after 19 years. Dad’s friend came to our place. He is now a Member of parlament in some northeastern state. So, a round of introduction was on: Dad– She is my elder daughter, “blah”
Blah– Hello Hello..as she flaunts the knowledge
Dad- this is my son “Blah Blah”
“Blah Blah“- Hello- again flaunts his dialect of the northeastern state.
I enter, peeping from the background waiting for my turn.
Dad– this is Mr. Ramsingh, he works with me at office
Dad– this is padosi
Me(thought) – me me me me
Dad– Lets have dinner.
I waited for my turn which never came. Blah Blah came to rub it in.
Blah Blah– So, u met the uncle.
Me– No I am not interested.
Blah Blah– Yes Yes, you useless journo. Come i shall introduce you. Guess some one forgot to do that.. Or may be he did not ..ahem
Me- shut up.
Blah Blah– Grinning.
Blah– aaah What happened? Why are you laughing?
Blah blah whispered it in her ear.
Blah and Blah Blah laughed away to glory. While I finally made my way out and said.
“Hello, I am blah blah blah, the youngest daughter.”