The brattie perched on the potty. In deep contemplation. Or is it concentration? Mamma can never tell. And now that we've become a big boy, the bathroom door is firmly shut, even if tempting things like Xmen and Mission Impossible are on the telly.
Somewhere, 15 floors below, some bombs explode.
I must explain, the bathrooms open out onto a duct, which creates hissing house of horror wind sounds on an average windy day, teeth chattering spooky sounds at the height of the monsoon, and thanks to the wonderful promise of a 22 floor echo possibility, is the chosen spot for bomb enthusiasts to exercise their skills.
Therefore, the bomb burst. And the door of the bathroom burst open and the brat came running out. (For those of you who will undoubtedly be curious, he had not yet commenced the business at hand, therefore all was clean and hygienic).
"Mamma, the toilet had bomb."
And continued in absolute incoherent terror. "Someone lit bomb in the potty. When I wuz sitting down. The potty expodid."
Mamma held his hand, calmed him down and opened the bathroom door and showed him said sanitaryware, very much intact.
Brat instinctly looked down at his plumbing area.
"But there wuzabom. It expodid."
Mamma explained how the bomb had exploded many floors below and how he should get back on his perch. But the urge had passed.
Sometime later, the urge struck again. And the fear of the expodingbom had him contort himself rather than risk sitting on the expoding potty.
So Mamma offered to accompany him, and supervise from the bathroom window slats to ensure no miscreants expoded boms in the potty.
This time round the task was done to no further exposions. Therefore says brat, "Mamma, the boms getting fwightened of you."
Mamma laughs, and not knowing what she's getting herself into, says in all innocence, "Yes, love."
After a bit, the pater decides to take his morning newspaper and step into the bathroom. The brat stops him sternly.
"Pappa, take Mamma with you to potty. No boms will expoding."
And with that,
Happy Diwali all.
Sunday, October 26, 2008
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16 opinions:
Absolutely priceless! Happy Diwali, Kiran and family:)
wow..this gives a new perspective to the Diwali Dhamaka. Fireworks of the 'toilet' kind.
what would you do without smart and not so l'il brat!!
what would we do without his updates?
happy diwali!
cheers!
abha
aww.....poor little boy. love the words he uses...priceless :)
He He... hilarious! please to be posting some pictures of the boy :) HAPPY DIWALI
ROTFL. So did he? and did you? :P
Could not have asked for better Diwali greets. And a happy one to you all too!
Rotfl :)))) Won't ask what you did then.....a very Happy Diwali to you three :)
Hi Kiran,
Happy Deewali!!!!
How to contact you..? Pl let me know, wanna talk to you.
Abhilasha
Hilarious... And ain't he cute to come up with such ideas...
hahahahaha!!! How cute!
happy diwali to the manral parivaar!
rotflmao! Happy Diwali to you all!
Happy Diwali, Kiran! It was lovely meeting you and your gorgeous son. :0)
what a good read1 all the three latest posts that i have read. Hope you had a happy Diwali.
would include in my blogroll.
you two should be on tv or something. way too funny!!
HAHAHAA... did the pater follow instrucitons?! ;)
happy diwali, K! :)
LOL!
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