When we were kids, we used to tease our mother about her "colour sense."
Mother: Shruthi, please bring the orange box from the fridge.
Me: Where, where, can't see any orange box.
Mother: Right there, top shelf.
Me: I just see a white box with a yellow lid.
Mother: Yeah that's the one.
And then Peevee and I would go into splits and tease our mother endlessly.
But then, last week,
Puttachi: Amma where are my pink pyjamas?
Me: Not washed. Wear your blue ones.
Puttachi: Blue? I don't even have blue pyjamas.
Me: You do. The one we bought at xyz.
Puttachi: That's not blue! That's dark grey! Ha ha ha haaa!! Why did you call it blue, Amma?
And I go - gulp.
I guess, during childhood, you want precision, you are particular about things - but after sometime, you are satisfied with a vague description of everything.... Has this happened with you too?
Similar things happen, not only with regard to colour. I say something is in the left cupboard, and I would have meant, the left of the usually-used right cupboard, and I expect her to understand, while Puttachi searches in the left-most cupboard, and can't find it.... such things used to happen with us and our mother too!
But that's not all. There was another thing my mom used to do (still does.) She would be thinking of something, and then suddenly speak aloud about it, as a continuation of the thought process in her head - and all of us, who had absolutely no context, wouldn't understand head or tail of what she was saying. "Huh?" we would blink, and then she would realize and start from the beginning. Oh how we have pulled her leg about this!
But, yeah, you guessed it. From the past one month, this has happened with S and me. And I am the one speaking without any context. And S is the one left wondering.
What else did we tease our mother about? What else is in store for me? :)
Mother: Shruthi, please bring the orange box from the fridge.
Me: Where, where, can't see any orange box.
Mother: Right there, top shelf.
Me: I just see a white box with a yellow lid.
Mother: Yeah that's the one.
And then Peevee and I would go into splits and tease our mother endlessly.
But then, last week,
Puttachi: Amma where are my pink pyjamas?
Me: Not washed. Wear your blue ones.
Puttachi: Blue? I don't even have blue pyjamas.
Me: You do. The one we bought at xyz.
Puttachi: That's not blue! That's dark grey! Ha ha ha haaa!! Why did you call it blue, Amma?
And I go - gulp.
I guess, during childhood, you want precision, you are particular about things - but after sometime, you are satisfied with a vague description of everything.... Has this happened with you too?
Similar things happen, not only with regard to colour. I say something is in the left cupboard, and I would have meant, the left of the usually-used right cupboard, and I expect her to understand, while Puttachi searches in the left-most cupboard, and can't find it.... such things used to happen with us and our mother too!
But that's not all. There was another thing my mom used to do (still does.) She would be thinking of something, and then suddenly speak aloud about it, as a continuation of the thought process in her head - and all of us, who had absolutely no context, wouldn't understand head or tail of what she was saying. "Huh?" we would blink, and then she would realize and start from the beginning. Oh how we have pulled her leg about this!
But, yeah, you guessed it. From the past one month, this has happened with S and me. And I am the one speaking without any context. And S is the one left wondering.
What else did we tease our mother about? What else is in store for me? :)
5 comments:
Oh yes! This happens so very often with us too.
haha.. It seems that what goes around does come around! :)
Haange aagbeku :)
hehehe :)
Radhika, Reflections, :)
Amma, I knew you would say that!
Peevee, heh heh indeed. :)
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