To tie up a baby

COME BACK HERE... COME RIGHT BACK ... ELSE AM TELLING YOU  I WILL BEAT YOU UP!!!!!

She turned back and gave that puppy-eyed look at her mom  ran to the other room...Its 1:25 AM and my lil niece still shows no signs of getting to bed... My poor elder sister had a busy day and was soo looking forward to crash from 9:30 PM :-)

oh yes she has been trying to put her lil baby to sleep for the past 4 hours... but in vain. I didn't even try to offer a helping hand as I knew very well  when am about to lose a task 

:-D

Me and my younger sis were..watching the show … giving each other those suppressed grins..... though both were engrossed in our own private networking world.. and all of a sudden my younger one looks up and asked..

P2 : Hey ... what would you have done.. if you had a kid who kept you awake, and ran around the house on the most tiring of the days when you really really needed some rest??

Me : Let me see.. aaah... I know what I'd do... I will tie her to the cot just like how I tied you when you were a kid ... he heee

P2 : WHAT??????

Yeah  ...  I did tie up my tiny lil sister to her cot the one time I soo badly wanted to watch my cartoon show and when I was forcefully made to baby-sit my 9 month old lil sis... who used to crawl around like a turtle.. oh not a turtle she was faster that that.. Well I had no choice but to pick up a dupatta (I did chose the soft cotton fabric so it didn't cut her skin) and tie one end to her legs and the other to the bars in her cot... and it was bliss...and believe me its not harmful and they stay where they are when you do that.. you needn’t worry about them wandering off to forbidden lands and getting hurt or disappear like there was a black hole or something hidden in the house.. I watched the entire show and yeah I did enjoy it.. but the experience post that was not really pleasurable ..and well.. thats not to be disclosed.. well... I've got something to say in my defense.. I was tiny kid as well...

The last and final call

"This is the Last and final call for the 100m Sprint.... participants please report to the starting point"

With bated breath I walked towards the starting point. I could feel my mouth go dry.. my knees growing weaker with every step I took.

I've been there and done that before... soo many times.. but each time I go through the same ordeal. As though it were the first time though it was just a matter of a few seconds. I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn't realize that I've reached my destination.

I was not really happy to see my fellow athletes who've come to cheer me up."Relax... you look like your going to puke" someone whispered
Relax huh?? you expect me to relax when I see the expectation in each of your eyes?? Ah.. they blew the whistle again.. reminding me its time to pick one of those tokens to know you lane.
Somebody shouted at me "Hey you.. you are on lane 1"Phew.. "Daz nice..you can cover up over the curves"
I told myself as I walked to the lane and stood near the starting line.

On your marks... get set.... Go...

At the sound of the rifle.. I plunged forward with all my might.. ran for my life.. and finished.. Everything happened so fast...thats it.. and I did win the race like other times...
 
Soo much of drama in my mind for those very few seconds..as though it were the run for my life.. but I know it definitely wasn't the Last and Final Call of my life!!