Monday, November 8, 2010
BON ANNIVERSIARE SHAISTA ..!!
November 8th 1991…This was that fortunate day when she was born. Despite being 3 years elder to her, to be honest, I used to envy her when she was born, because she took away my seat of pleasure, of being the youngest member of the family. I hated her when she used to be asleep by MY mother. For a long time I bore an intense feeling of dislike for her as she stole away almost the whole of the enormous attention that earlier was only and only mine.
Pertaining to child psychology my dislike for her was quite obvious. But gradually, I realized she could serve as a lovely toy till she was a baby and when she would grow up she would be a great companion to play with, I grew found of her.:-D
When she was of 3 years dad bought her a double seat cycle rickshaw. And I took advantage of being little older, most of the time I used to give her the back seat and ride it myself:-D.in fact I rode it more than her. Shaista I thank you for allowing me to share or rather own your cycle rickshaw.:-)
Right from her childhood days she had many Romeos…the first one I remember was Udaye. Udaye, was of the same age as hers, and the son of our neighbor. I loved his hair locks. Udaye never swallowed food if Shaista was not there. We have a lovely snap showing Udaye and Shasita lying head to head with milk bottle in their mouth. They both used to often be lost from home, and when the whole city was scanned for them , they used to be caught, walking peacefully drowned in each other’s company over the bridge at the Natures Reserve. :-D This was around the time before she went to school, younger than 3years.
The other guy was Ashiq Thappa. He was a cute little Nepali boy, who was her classmate in 1stgrade. They used to sit together most of the time and he was the ONLY person from whom Shaista used to borrow copies to complete her work when she missed the school. The mention of his first name was barely enough to leave her blushing:-D
Janakman Pardhan was another such lucky boy:-D..He was the brother of Saraswati di, appi’s best friend. Janak was a very important friend on her birthdays. Every day after school she used to be on and on with ‘Janak stories’..:-D
Yeah! one very interesting story is that every day after school she used to open her kira (school dress) and throw it on the bed and run out in the garden in underpants and start teaching to the plants in the same fashion that her teacher did at school, and even Dollar, our pet dog was not spared from her preaching:-D
I used to work very hard with her for her studies. When exam approached, I framed question papers for her to give her practice and me and appi both used to teach her at home, yet once in exam she wrote the ‘age of her father’ in ‘kgs’:-D
Every year we had to throw a grand party on her birthday otherwise mom dad were not spared. Once mom was not well on her birthday, so she decided to celebrate later on, but Shaista could not digest this indignity, so she went to all her friends and invited them for her birthday party , “4:30pm, venu: our home”…and mom got to know after all the invitations were distributed for the grand party:-D
One day when she wasn’t going to school still, she ran to dad’s department and stormed in the lab where he was delivering a lecture. On seeing her, dad was taken by surprise and bit worried too, thinking something might be surely wrong at home.She said “ father I want to say something”. Dad said “ yes”..She replied “ not like this, in your ear”. Dad bend down to hear her. She whispered “ lunch is ready, mom is waiting for you. Come home soon”..:-D
Shaista and me have always been great rivals:-D..We can never be one on any issue. When we were in Bhutan, we used to sleep together on a double bed. We both hated if the other came near us at night and we used to quarrel every morning accusing each other of kicking or rolling close to the other one.We had marked a central line on the bed sheet dividing the bed into two equal columns and if, even by mistake anyone of us encroached into the other’s territory , we were ready to slay eachother:-D
We always had 101 disputes which were dissolved by Appi, very justly, the punishment usually was a knock on the head to both of us.:-D and then we were at peace:-D
Once when she just recovered from jaundice, I thought of helping her complete her pending work at school. So I took her workbook and completed the whole book and gladly returned it to her burdening her with the huge favour.When she went to school her teacher asked “who told you to complete the whole workbook? Have I taught you the whole syllabus? Did you do it yourself or someone else did it for you? Erase all chapter work except till the 9th.”..:-D Thanks to me she got scolding:-D
Once mom had purchased for her a big red ball to play with. And as always I started playing with it and the ball hit the fence of our lawn and burst. I got very upset and feared shaista too.She would not spare me now.So I took appi’s help and secretly purchased exactly the same ball to replace it. When she saw the new ball, she was too small to doubt that something like that had happened to her ball, but she repeatedly said “ appi my ball has grown big..”..:-D..me and appi quietly winked to eachother:-D She could make out the slight difference in the size.
One fine day she asked dad “ does so & so uncle love so & so aunty?”…Dad got furious at that question. He asked “who told you?”. She replied “I heard Tayeba And Fauzia appi discussing”.:-D Dad summoned us and made us apologize and hold our ears too..:-(…bad girl!! :-D
And when she learnt to speak, she couldn’t say ‘potato’, she used to pronounce it as ‘pay-tay-to’ ..:-D
There are endless stories of her mischief. But now we seldom quarrel perhaps because we are not together now. But I miss those wonderful moments. She has always been a great partner in various mischievous activities and funny plans that we carried out. I guess she is the only one with whom I can fight and quarrel with professionalism. The only requirement for a fight to ignite is the presence of both of us, we don’t even need a topic to quarrel, we have an immense potential of creating an issue out of damm any silliest thing:-D Our Jodi rocks!!
Miss you a lot!
Loads & loads of love !
God Bless you! & Happy Birthday to you!
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