With two boys running around, even the simplest of tasks seem complex. On an ordinary day, to pick up the landline from a closed room, the task is straight forward - open the door, pick up the cordless, come out and close the door. Today, with the equivalent of an Usain Bolt and a Dipa Karmakar, this is what the task looks like:
open the door. even before you realise, Usain Bolt flies past you and reaches the corner most of the room and gives that come-near-and-thats-it look. Dipa Karmakar follows in with that run up and goes for the bed. Our bed now resembles a "vault" and that allures him further to it. Now i've reached Bolt and grabbed him by his left hand. I pull him towards the vault while karmakar has found the rocker chair. He turns it into a see-saw and nudges Bolt to join. Bolt is frantically trying to break-free from my grasp and thats when Karmakar attempts the Produnova. He propels himself into air while I have no choice and catch him. The fastest man on earth runs to the new found see saw and even before I wink, the gymnast has joined him. I let them rock on for a while, grab both of them and wonder why I went into the chandramukhi-arai in the first place. Oh yea. The cordless phone. If only I were an octopus. I tug the cordless under my chin, firmly grasp both and try to pull them out of the room. Perspiration gets on their side and the cordless slips. They wished. I ignore the cordless and pull them both out of the room. With a Herculean effort, I latch the room and wipe the sweat beads 0ff my forehead. I'd rather make that call from my mobile.
Now tell me, would you dare open the door?
Three cheers to adrenaline,
Hopie
