Tag: Parents

When You Are Terrible At Remembering Names🙈

I usually remember names but yes there are times when I am talking to the person like a long-lost friend and all that is processing in my mind is what’s the name of this person. The  bonding makes the people around assume that you’re best of buds but all you can think of  is “Oh God! Don’t let her know I don’t remember her name.”
It’s understandable though if the friend is your parents. Right? Like how am I supposed to remember someone I met when I was small? They are like ” Hey! You have grown up so much. Remember me?” – No I don’t but somehow I don’t want to hurt his feelings and so I tell him that “Of course! I remember you” (Hoping he wouldn’t further ask me about anymore details) but his expectant face reveals how much he is waiting for me to utter his name. Dad??? Come on! Help me!!! He is your friend.

Fine! Such situations are still acceptable but what if the other person is your friend? There is this moment that I am going to share with you all which I am not so proud of.

What Kind Of Animal Are You?🐯

Have you ever been told which kind of animal you’re ? Maybe when you broke something in your house, your angry mom compared you to some animal stating even that animal is well-behaved but not you. Or maybe when you scored less in your Math exam, your father compared your brain to that of an animals?

My father keeps telling me I am a Goat. I don’t blame him though. I keep doing such things to justify his saying. Like when I was small, there was this phone call for dad. My dad told me to inform the person that he was not at home. So like a good kid I told the person that my dad has told me to tell you that he is not at home right now. My father having heard this immediately got up and took the call. My mom and sister on the other hand could not control their laughter. My father joined in too and told me jokingly I was a goat. Now, do you blame him for saying me that?

But What If It’s Too Late | Flash Fiction

~There she was as a kid, playing happily with her mom and dad. Her dad giving her a horse ride on his back. She loved it. Now she hardly called them and felt guilty.
~There she was gossiping with her college friends who were once her lifeline. They would share every little secret(even the dark ones) with each other. Now she hardly knew where they even lived. 
~There she was, her boyfriends arm wrapped upon her and the safest place in this world. She loved it how he would tease her and pull her chubby cheeks. She did love him then and still loved him. Only if she had not let him go.

If You Were The Creator What Would You Change?

As a child I believed that when we grow old, our parents would become small and we would take care of them like they do for us right now. After certain time they would again grow old and we would become small and they would take care of us. This process would continue in a cyclic manner. It never really crossed my mind then that it wasn’t the logic that God followed. However coming to think of my logic, it would have been great, don’t you think?

When Your Brain Does Some Thinking🤔

When I wanted a synthesizer , I got one. When I wanted a mouth organ, I got one. When I wanted a dog, I got one. When I wanted a bone(for my dog of course), I got one. It seems I always got what I wanted. My parents made sure I had everything that I wanted. Was I a pampered kid. Yes. Was I a bad kid? No. It’s not wrong to get what you want. But you should definitely wait for it to be your need. I got those easily but I am sure my parents didn’t. They worked hard to be at a position to buy me what I wanted. Back then I wouldn’t think so much and I would think of it to be normal.

When Your Laptop Gets All Worked Up💻

I suspect it knows today is Friday. It gets hanged whenever I want to work. Though it works fine when I pretend to work (you know browsing sites and if somebody happens to pass by ALT +TAB comes in handy. ) Shhh!!! That’s our secret again. 😋

When You’re Banned From Shopping Anymore👗🚫

Last weekend my property was disclosed in front of my family. By property I don’t mean money. But with which I have been able to build my own empire of clothes(which have been disowned from their own wardrobe because they don’t fit anymore). I tried to stuff as much as I could. But in vain.

To my utter dismay, this truth came into light when my parents saw my hidden empire. My empire was supposed to go downhill!!! Next what happened is something I couldn’t believe. My heart skipped a bit. My world stopped revolving for a while. What did I just hear? Well to state, that exact statement would be ~You’re not supposed to shop anymore. You’re banned from shopping. FULL STOP.

When The Weekend Thinks It Is A Weekday🤦

I am surprised and my dad is full of praises. So I shift my places and see what she has to offer. There it is written below the image: Bed mattress price list 2018. And she tells me as cutely as ever, the price is Two thousand eighteen 🤦 I start laughing and pinch her cheeks. It’s just the year mom!!! Embarrassed she blushes.

I am still angry with my bed. I need to put the blame on someone. So Peppy it is.( I put a name on everything). I also named my TV Stevie 🙈 Makes it more personal you see.

The Best Of Both Worlds🌹

Though I must confess that my parents and my close friends are getting super suspicious of what I keep typing. Or what is keeping me so much busy these days. (They don’t know yet that I am a Blogger in progress) 😂 I must warn you though. When parents antennas are activated, you’re in high alert zone. They will find out sooner or later. But I intend to keep it this way. It is fun and definitely legal so they have got nothing to worry.