Hi friends,
Yesterday night I just recalled
my memories. I feel energetic when I recall the memorable events of childhood.Not only my childhood but also my brother's and sister's. I made up my mind to pen down few incidents.
Kids these days are really
intelligent. Following are the three conversation which would prove that.
Conversation 1:
My Class teacher in UKG was also
my younger Brother’s class teacher when he was in UKG.
Teacher: What is your name?
My Bro : R
Teacher: What is ur mother’s name?
My Bro : S
Teacher : What is your father’s
name?
My Bro : K
Teacher :What is your sister’s
name ?
My Bro : You were the class
teacher for her na? You know her name well. Why do you ask me?
Teacher: ??????!!!!!!??????
Conversation 2:
My cousin was 5 year old then.
One day she saw her mom weeping badly.
Cousin: Mom ! Why are you crying?
Her Mom: No Baby . You cannot
understand.
Cousin: Oh please tell me. I
cannot see you crying like this.
Her mom : My sister’s husband
died and that is the reason I am not able to control my tears
Cousin: You mean “P” Chithi’s
husband?
Her mom : Yes darling. He died
this morning.
Cousin: Oh! Then Thank God. Why
are you crying Ma? Chithappa has died na? I thought it was Chithi. When your
sister is alive why do you cry?
Her mom : ????? :-( :-(!!!!!:-) :-)
Despite of the moment filled with
sorrow she couldn’t help laughing once at her kid’s innocence.
Conversation 3:
A Kid went to temple with its
grand father. They were doing abhisheka (Bathing) to the deity.
Kid: Thatha .. what are they
doing there?
G : Dear they are bathing Umachi
(God) . As you bathe everyday . God also bathes.
Kid Watched happily as how they
bathed God.
Suddenly they covered the
Garbagraha with a screen.
Kid:(perplexed) Thatha why did they close
the God with help of screen?
G : Baby. Umachi is gonna get dressed.
Kid :We have seen God bathing entirely.
After all what if we see how he gets dressed now? Why did they close?
G: ???????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!????????
I already said and will continue to say Kids are always intelligent.
Wish we were Kids always.
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