There is a kid in every soldier..

I thought about this a dozen times..
I wrote thrice, but deleted it...
The only way i could put this stuff was in this way. .I know its not my usual way of writing. Kindly pardon me...I ll try not to disappoint you for the next time....


This is an abstract from a chat with my friend, who is  residing overseas....
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Priya:  so tried anything new in blog??...

 me:    no i tried..but couldn't seems like....like...i am totally.. getting deteriorated...

Priya:  wat happened?.....Try to write something...
 
 me:  i tried, but had to delete it..i don't even get an idea abt presenting it

 Priya:  till now your presentation is good.....go ahead..its readers who should judge

 me:  Got it, but.. k... let me tell u..
      mom is a candidate for election...didn't i tell u that?

 Priya:  no you did not tell me, thats great news...

 me:  didn't i?..oH!..m sorry..in panchayath election.
      I hate politics because its corrupt and ugly in the root level, and my mom is goin to compete there

Priya:  no its ok..tell her my best wishes....

 me:  yeah sure
      so i didn't want my mom to get into that s*it hole.

Priya:  so why is she competing in election is it her decision...

 me:  My dad and mom are well known over this place and as mom was a teacher for abt 21 yrs in near by high school, her victory will be sure shot.Meanwhile the government came up with a new policy for women's reservation, and unfortunately our ward is reserved for women.
so my dad's friends compelled him a lot
they are his best friends, and dad couldn't refuse their suggestion.
infact, the party ( i hope the name is not important in this context) didn't have any other candidate in their mind
so owing to friends' pressure and dad's pressure, and more over the people in locality, mom gave nomination
so far so good

 Priya:  oh.....in that case even if  you say she can't withdraw isn't it?....
 
 me:  yup...now my dad and mom are the worst persons to be put together as a team. Both of them lack patience, both of them always have a stand like "njaan pidich muyalinu 4 kombu." ( Please give me an English counterpart...)
so ultimately every day ends in a clash.  and most of the days begins with the same..

 me:  fact is, i had been nice to people. i don't even become aggressive even if someone hurts me. Now i had to explode violently to my dad and mom, to put off their fights..not once, not twice, but many a times...
and i say this with utmost greif...

 me:  They say that it is their way of getting things done...well i can't agree to that.. they spend all the desperation and frustration of the day on each other...

 Priya:  oh..now i understood why you are so bored and aggressive....thinking about all these things...don't worry ...everything happens for something good in future.....u..  see ..something good is expecting for your family in future...its so silly to argue with them for these matters....Think about People whose life is worser than yours... and my small suggestion do please say a sorry to your parents if you have shouted at them..
me : i dont want anyone to call my mom and make an issue on this after reading my blog. So thought to keep this off the blog.

Priya:  ok...then change the perspective....divert it to your view points towards politics... "its just my opinion"

 me:  yeah!.. i m happy that u r giving me good amount of motivation to write..As i said, i tried to write...3 times..but looks like i can't write now...i hate to lead a solitary life. i like to interact with people around me...but seems like i have chosen this solitary life by myself....and now i don't feel at home even while i live here...

 Priya:  That will vanish like a cloud in the sky...
         go and talk to your friends in such times..it will  be a great relief....

 me:  that really works. i feel like heaven when i share my life with them, but soon after i return to my house, ( i don't feel like calling it "home " right now) it gets back to that hostile feeling..:(

 Priya:  Then as best solution, i would suggest,....go to church spend some time , share all your problems with God..then when you return home....you will feel like calling it heaven...This works for me...hope it works for you too... :)

 me:  I did..Have u ever been to adoration chapel in broadway?..i went there, spent my time with god... I think he is busy dealing with much severe cases...lol..

 Priya:  hey don't say that......if he can create this whole universe...then he has the time for everyone....try some nightt vigils it really works..

 me:  i had experienced it....i was jut kidding

 Priya:  i know....., you will be fine...... :)

 me:  yeah!...
;)

 Priya:  I will be your advocate to St.Peter tomorrow at St. Peter Square.......

 me:  Thanks!...tell him that if he finds a man, sobbing like a kindergarten kid, for his dad and mom, and if his name is Thomas Antony Joseph, ask him better not to be late....Thats my baptism name...

 Priya:  sure...I will deal it in the right way...So.Problem solved...

 me:  ;)
         k...let me get to bed...its getting late....Gud nite...
         Sweet dreams..

 Priya:  ya..ok..bye....and you are always welcome to share your problems with me........have good sleep, be happy......gud nite, sweet dreams.

 me:  Gud night agony aunt...

Priya: Good night uncle.. :P

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