Who's smarter..

          Each generation gets smarter than the generation before.. Kids these days can make a fool out of adults! The same was the situation when I was a kid. Adults used to say, "Kids these days know to talk on phone."
         Phone means the landline phone! Today kids know to handle the computer, laptop, mobile phones etc etc.. The gadget generation! My nephew who is all of 2 years is a gadget freak!
         He once came crying into my room. Seeing me working on my laptop, he quickly forgot the reason of his despair. He came over to me and sat on my lap. I was so awed that "Mausi pe itna pyaar?" and then the smart head started typing on the laptop! So the reason was not me but the laptop! Such are these kids who can make you drool over them and make you a fool in a minute.
         Some of my relatives recently took panga with a generation way to smarter than them. I was the silent spectator in this..
         We went over to a relatives place, where there was this small girl called Deepti, all of 2 years. She is a chatterbox and wise beyond her years (which is not an individual case these days). So these relatives tried to pull her leg.
         There was another kid called Ashu who is about 5 years old.
The relatives started talking of Deepti's bicycle as Ashu's. They were talking aloud, "How come Ashu's bike is here. Chalo let's take it home."
          Deepti looked confused and tried to sum up what was happening. The elders thought she will vehemently defend it as hers. So they further asked her, "Whose cycle is this Deepti?"
          Her reply stunned them. She said "Ashu's bike it is."
 She was now playing with the elders! they didn't know what to say!
          Someone asked, "what is Ashu's bike doing here?"
 Pat came the reply,"She left it here last night."
           Saying so, she laughed out and ran out to play.
The relatives looked at each other's face expressionless and spellbound.
          How easily she interpreted their intention and how she worked it against them! I was amazed at her intelligence! All at the age of mere 2 years!
          I was the one who giggled first and commented," Pata chala who's smarter? Bacchose panga kyun lete ho uncle?"
         We all had a hearty laughter following this incident!!

Kids are innocent.. *debatable*

“Children are unpredictable. You never know what inconsistency they're going to catch you in next.”

Well who ever cracked the quote probably new someone as extreme, versatile, unsteady, moody, innovative and innocent as my little sister Fiza. She is 8. She is a darling, a sweet heart and a pain in the neck (most of the times). But I can’t resist myself from admitting that she has a world of her own in which she is the Queen, a theory to prove all other existing theories wrong, a Newton in herself (only that we have to find an apple to drop on her head…ouch), a philosopher and the list goes on.

At times I wonder which type of “chemical locha” goes on in her mind that results in some of the greatest advices and immortal quotes to propound.

Here’s a piece of conversation which happened 2-3 weeks ago between her and me..

Fiza : Aapa ek baat puchu.n

Me: Pucho..

Fiza : Pehle bol..tu sharmayegi to nahi

(What..I wanted to laugh loud, wondering at the same time what is she going to ask next, I must confess I went red there itself and hid myself (acting) in pillow.)

Fiza : (irritated) main nahi puchungi..tu to Sharma gayi

Me : (controlling ma laughter) nahi pucho..main nahi sharmaungi

Fiza : (very innocently) tu jisse shaadi karegi, tune wo ladka khoj liya hai kya

(Hell..how did she knew that I was on the search for the perfect guy..lol..well I was amazed because this topic is not normally taken up in my home, my mom and dad hardly searching for a guy..*sigh*)

Me : (amazed, confused, blushing and smiling) Nahi, tum batao kaisa ladka hona chahiye

(Well I must admit, I regret asking this to her, I wanted her to stop this debate, for reason unknown, but what happened was the total reverse to it)

Fiza: Tuna jisse shaadi karna ..wo na gora hona chahiye

(:P..fairness-creams-for-men-advertisement syndrome)

Me : par teri aapa (that is me ) to sanwali hai

Fiza : haan, par ek ko to gora hona chahiye

(ohhhhhhhh kkkkkkkk…so she was aware of the genes concept and dint wanted her nephews and niece to be of my color…what else is this girl holding to blast me with..)

Me: aur …bas gora hoga to kar lun shadi

Fiza : nahi…sirf gora hone se kaam nahi chalega na aapa…wo lamba bhi hona chahiye…shailendra bhaiyya se bhi lamba

(common…I am not that tall..just average and shailendra is already 6.2 or 6.3 …well taller.. really taller than me..I already look like a kid before him..But more surprising was..this girl too has a fascination for tall guys..like a teenager reminder : she is just 8..wow..)

Me : (ofcourse now damn curious) aur?

Fiza : aur na uske paas bahut paisa hona chahiye

( :D :D :D girl..Do u think your sister is a princess that she is going to get a Prince??..Remarkable sense of financial security though..is this the CA effect??)

Me: Par zyaada paisa hoga to wo uske paas mujhse pyaar karne ka time nahi hoga

(I was sure she would not be able to answer this..I mean..whatever it is ..she is still a child..she doesn’t know the complexity of adults’ world..or is it debatable??)

Fiza : are zyaada paisa hoga to wo boss ki nahi sunega na..to wo kabhi bhi ghar aa jayega..samjhi

(*mouth wide open* this gal has made me speechless)

Aur na uska ghar bahut bada hona chahiye aur chamakna chahiye

(:P tell me kiddo..did you just saw any of Barbie or Anesthesia or so a Disney movie?? This don’t happen in real..prince..palace..marble..ya she meant marbles probably when she said “ghar chamakna chahiye” )

Me : (now in a lighter mood) par ghar chamkega to teri aapa fisal jaayegi

Fiza : nahi na wo kaanch wale jute hote haina..usse nahi fisalte..maine dekha hai TV pe..

(Sweetheart..thats TV..Ekta and Disney has corrupted this little girl’s mind *tch tch*)

Me : (exhausted with this little girl’s checklist) aur bas na?

Fiza : nahi uske ghar me bahut bahut saare log hone chahiye..aur who na jeans aur t-shirt pahanna chahiye…aur uski daadhi nahi honi chahiye..

( OK I love families..but bahut bahut saare log..This is too much..I have always lived in a nuclear family..how will I adjust?? Allah!! And t-shirts and jeans and beard..SRK fan no doubt:D :P…
P.S. I dont mind him wearing anything as far as he is neat and carries himself well)

She was chuckling after that…and even if she was speaking something I don’t think so I heard lot of it..I mean I was confused by that time, thinking on her checklist for the perfect guy. So many criteria’s, if I go up with that, I will end up marrying 5-6 guys (I bet all qualities are impossible to be found in a single guy, and even if so a guy exist, why will he marry me??). And if I decide to introduce her to a guy of my liking, will she ever accept him??

I am still wondering from where did she get this “gyan” of the perfect guy?? Who is to be blamed?? Friends, T.V., Movies, School, Parents and us?? Who?? Does she realize the depth of the topic she is speaking on??

On a serious note, marriage for me is more a relationship and ease shared by two people, it has to be build on the principle of mutual trust and belief, it’s like a bond you share with your blood related close family members, only that this time you are under the paak nikah (and related to each other by God’s will).

I don’t want my guy to be rich, fair, tall , with a big house with marble flooring, but certainly I want him to love me, to grant me my space and adore me for the person I am. Typical beauty contest answer, I know. But I bet this is what in long run will benefit you. You can’t have a relationship build on a concept as weak, mortal and ageing as beauty, money or fame. What will matter will of course be the “love”. And that what tops my checklist first, then follows our chemistry, mutual respect, financial independency and blah blah.

On the other hand if I get a mix of both the checklist ( Fiza’s and mine ) I just don’t mind. Anyone ??? :P :D :D

Wordless Conversation

It was early in the morning
Was a foggy kind of a morning
when our eyes met.

"Why are we doing this?” she asked
“May be because we have to!”
“Why do we have to?”
I didn’t have an answer.

She looked at me again
"Why can’t I wear what you are wearing?”
“You will dear, one day definitely :)”
“But why not now, she retorted”
Again, I had no answer.

She had her eyes fixed on me now
“Your bag seems so light”
“Yes it is! In fact it has nothing :P”
“Why is mine so heavy, it hurts my shoulders”
I was searching for an answer.

"Teacher scolds me everyday, do you get scolded?"

"Yeah, for not sitting lectures"… :P"

But we don’t do that and still get scolded, even get beaten sometimes.... why does that happen?"

My answers were beginning to dry up.

“I haven’t done my homework, Have you?”

“Heh! We don’t get any homework dear!”

“Why do we do then …that too in heaps?”

I finally took my eyes away.

After a few seconds I gazed at her and gave a little smile

“Look at you, why are you smiling now?”

“No, Nothing to do with you girl.”

“Why do you think I am not?”

I guess, I knew her answer.

Her School bus arrived and her mom bid her goodbye. She still had a frown on her face. I was left stranded alone waiting for my bus.

P.S: Inspired by a cute lil’ girl in her school uniform staring at me from a distance early in the morning when we both were waiting for our bus. Instantly this came to mind :D.... She had such an “Ohh I don’t want to go to school mommy” kind of an expression that I almost felt sorry for her :(