Fun strode in on Vishu. Chinnu,Chiyu, Dakhi banged the door not the door-bell for Aji to exclaim from the kitchen, 'Kuttikal!.' Shreya snapped open the TV for Tarak Mehta ka Ulta Chashma and the quarrel with thugs (who always have to be Muslims); and when the serial got over, chatted Rohit Sharma, who the other day batted through an IPL innings and won against Kolkata Knight Riders in amaar Eden; Rohit Sharma, the TamBram of Borivili and the best batsman for Shreya; he sure is the most stylish Indian batsman. From Chiyu, learnt a bit about gymnastics: duck walk, frog jump, rope climbing. Everyday the school bus takes her to school for two hours of gymanstics and running. Ajoba and Aji call her Usha after India's best lady athlete, Pilavullakandi Thekkeparambil Usha. Ajoba and Chiyu went down to practice starts among fleets and fleets of cars in Dharma Nagar Co-op. Housing Society with Ajoba on the whistle in the absence of the starting gun. And then came Kai Neettams and Saddhi. Aji in a particularly buoyant Mubaikar mood of having snatched a window sea in the local, unloosed Rs.500 notes; Dakhi grabbed and stuffed the purse cricket-style as Shreya and Chiyu could be spoilt by cash. Saddhi: Rice, avial, potato bhaji, Madras Onion sambhar, Guruvayur pappadams, dal vada and Aam Ras. Aji took the centre seat, Ajoba out on the outsides, generally streaming supplies of pappadmas and wadais to Shreya. Chiyu opened up with games at her Sree Mandapeshwar Kripa Co-op. Housing Society. Mouth-fulls, talked of football, box cricket, athletics, scheduled by society members for summer vacation mornings and evenings. Cars will not intrude playing space. Unlike, the car godown at Dharma Nagar Co-op. Housing Society. (A confession, son Ganesh owns an apartment and a car, bought on fleecing bank loans). When me settled at Dharma Nagar in 1993 there was space and space for Ganesh, Kevin and all his friends to romp. Outside were open, green fields; it was a slice of bliss in Borivili. Today, in 2016, parents have usurped the playing spaces of their children to park not one but two and three cars; a badminton court has been cursed by Mahindra SUVs; two years ago a tree was cut down and when protested was shouted down; today, citizens cannot walk straight; they earthworm their way past cars; perhaps one of the many insensitive housing societies of Borivili. Today, girls and boys are warned by their parents for playing box cricket in between cars. Me would like to quit this society. Well, it is almost unlivable with drumbeats from Kutchi Society, Narayani Gardens, Padmavati Gardens and many more without a tree or flower. But cannot as there is no cash. Would like to shift to green Holy Cross Road. On Vishu day, Shreya and Chiyu promised to buy me an apartment at Sree Mandapeshwar Kripa Co-op. Housing Society with the Rs.500 given by Aji. 'We can see you when we want. We are not coming here anymore. Your society is boring,' said Shreya. Am picking up Shreya offer.
Friday, April 15, 2016
A Vishu Saddhi
Fun strode in on Vishu. Chinnu,Chiyu, Dakhi banged the door not the door-bell for Aji to exclaim from the kitchen, 'Kuttikal!.' Shreya snapped open the TV for Tarak Mehta ka Ulta Chashma and the quarrel with thugs (who always have to be Muslims); and when the serial got over, chatted Rohit Sharma, who the other day batted through an IPL innings and won against Kolkata Knight Riders in amaar Eden; Rohit Sharma, the TamBram of Borivili and the best batsman for Shreya; he sure is the most stylish Indian batsman. From Chiyu, learnt a bit about gymnastics: duck walk, frog jump, rope climbing. Everyday the school bus takes her to school for two hours of gymanstics and running. Ajoba and Aji call her Usha after India's best lady athlete, Pilavullakandi Thekkeparambil Usha. Ajoba and Chiyu went down to practice starts among fleets and fleets of cars in Dharma Nagar Co-op. Housing Society with Ajoba on the whistle in the absence of the starting gun. And then came Kai Neettams and Saddhi. Aji in a particularly buoyant Mubaikar mood of having snatched a window sea in the local, unloosed Rs.500 notes; Dakhi grabbed and stuffed the purse cricket-style as Shreya and Chiyu could be spoilt by cash. Saddhi: Rice, avial, potato bhaji, Madras Onion sambhar, Guruvayur pappadams, dal vada and Aam Ras. Aji took the centre seat, Ajoba out on the outsides, generally streaming supplies of pappadmas and wadais to Shreya. Chiyu opened up with games at her Sree Mandapeshwar Kripa Co-op. Housing Society. Mouth-fulls, talked of football, box cricket, athletics, scheduled by society members for summer vacation mornings and evenings. Cars will not intrude playing space. Unlike, the car godown at Dharma Nagar Co-op. Housing Society. (A confession, son Ganesh owns an apartment and a car, bought on fleecing bank loans). When me settled at Dharma Nagar in 1993 there was space and space for Ganesh, Kevin and all his friends to romp. Outside were open, green fields; it was a slice of bliss in Borivili. Today, in 2016, parents have usurped the playing spaces of their children to park not one but two and three cars; a badminton court has been cursed by Mahindra SUVs; two years ago a tree was cut down and when protested was shouted down; today, citizens cannot walk straight; they earthworm their way past cars; perhaps one of the many insensitive housing societies of Borivili. Today, girls and boys are warned by their parents for playing box cricket in between cars. Me would like to quit this society. Well, it is almost unlivable with drumbeats from Kutchi Society, Narayani Gardens, Padmavati Gardens and many more without a tree or flower. But cannot as there is no cash. Would like to shift to green Holy Cross Road. On Vishu day, Shreya and Chiyu promised to buy me an apartment at Sree Mandapeshwar Kripa Co-op. Housing Society with the Rs.500 given by Aji. 'We can see you when we want. We are not coming here anymore. Your society is boring,' said Shreya. Am picking up Shreya offer.
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