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My first brave deed

"Mu…mmy… Pappu" 

 "Its too hot ma. Just wait for 5 minutes".

"Mu…mmy …Pappu"

"You are a nice boy, right? Look at that dog. How does it bark? “Loll … Loll come on, say… Loll… Loll"

"Mu…mmy… Pappu"

This was the conversation between my mom and me when I was 3 years old. You might wonder what was I asking for! I was asking for Dhal, my favorite food. In Tamil, people call it as ‘Paruppu’. In my language I used to call it as ‘Pappu’. I was very hungry at that time.  When she asked me to demonstrate how does a dog bark, I actually wanted to demonstrate how does it bite! Hungry…………….Since all my efforts to get the dhal went in vain, "No more waiting. I know where it is. I know how to eat also. I don’t want mummy’s help," I decided. My mom and the neighbor aunt were busy in gossiping. I slowly went inside the kitchen and found dhal on the kitchen slab. I was too small to reach that slab. I told to myself: "You can do it. Jump a little bit. Little more. Little more. Yeah! Got it!" I managed to reach the vessel but could not lift it. So, I just pulled it down.

"Mummy….." My mom was shocked by that scream and came running to see me having a dhal bath. That too hot dhal. I cried like anything. The whole village gathered in front of our house.  Before that incident, dhal was the food I liked the most but after that, it became the food that I hated the most. This is how I started my brave deeds.

My brilliant ways

In my childhood, I was so naughty. My parents had no clue as how to control me. One day they got a bright idea. You know what did they did? They put me in school!  But their bad luck we had school only for 6 days a week. In those days, Sunday was the day, I liked the most, and my parents liked the least. One day my father got me groundnuts. My mom was removing the shell and giving it to me. I thought why shouldn’t I try myself! I tried. But felt it too difficult to remove it with my nails. Suddenly I got a great idea!  Believe me, I radiated with brilliance since my childhood! I wedged the groundnut between the door and the frame so that the shell would break. But it slipped. So, I held the groundnut firmly with my fingers and tried again. One… two… three… Fattack.  "Mummy…" I crushed my finger and the groundnut escaped unhurt. How did this happen? I was surprised! My parents would have been surprised if it had happened the other way round!!

Break from the back

Let me tell you another incident that happened when I was doing my 7^th standard.  My brother and me were studying in the same school. Of course in different classes!  We used to commute to school by bicycle. My brother used to ride and I used to sit at the back and enjoy the ride. You all know that bicycle has break in the front. One day I applied break from the back. Guess how? I inserted my left leg in the back wheel. Of course by mistake! Four spokes and my leg broke off.

The shirt that hurt me badly

This incident happened when I was 14. One fine(?!!) Sunday, my mom was requesting me, "At least this Sunday you stay at home".

"Stay at home? Doing what?" I asked my mom.

"Why don’t you clean your cupboard?" My mom asked.

‘All right, let me not trouble my mom at least today’ I thought to myself and went to my room and started cleaning the cupboard. My mom was busy in kitchen preparing lunch. Dhadaar… Suddenly she heard a big sound from my room.

"Hey, what happened?" she asked from the kitchen.

"Nothing mom. My shirt fell down!" I told.

"Shirt fell down? But I heard a big sound!"

"Yeah.  That’s because I was inside the shirt!"

When she heard that, she did not know how  whether to laugh or cry. But I was sure that I had to cry because, I could feel the hot blood flowing on my face!