Did you read Meena’s post on her earliest memory? Being the notoriously impish person she is, she surely would have interestingly spicy tales to share with us.
When we (we as in a group of blogger friends) were discussing about sharing our earliest memory on our blogs, I assumed I could whip up posts after posts in succession because I had so many memories I wanted to share. The trouble started when I actually sat down to write this today. Where do I start? One favourite memory is regarding the birth of my kid brother. But then, I was around 7 years old at that time. So does that mean that I have no idea what went on in my life till I was 7? Then there is the time when I chased a cat around the colony which eventually resulted in me bidding an early good-bye to one of my milk teeth. Then there are the umpteen celebrations that we had at home – Onam, Vishu, birthdays and random celebrations for no reason. The problem here is that I cannot seem to date those memories so as to choose my earliest.
Maybe I should just share some tidbit of memory that I hold close to my heart. Or maybe not.
There is an incident we use in the family to torture my dad emotionally and to get things done the way we want them to be. I don’t remember it exactly, but it has been quoted enough number of times that I can almost visualize it.
A friend and I stood near the school gate waiting for our fathers to come and take us home. We were not even in the second standard and hence were under strict instructions as to not leave the school premises until someone from home came to pick us up. We must have been discussing some game that we played that day or about the picnic that was being planned. It must have been then that my father entered the school on his green chetak. I was a girl who saw her dad as her superhero and to me he was the most handsome person on the earth. I was all happy and said my byes to my friend because princess would soon be going home on her chariot.
Then something happened that left me speechless.
The hero of my story came and took the hand of my friend and walked away.
Though the story ends when dad suddenly realizes what he did and takes me home after buying my friend a chocolate, we love to pull dad’s leg and have elongated it a bit more to say that he took my friend home without realizing what he had done and the moment he entered our house, mom shouted at him for not bringing home her child! 😀
Before you leave the page, please do two things for me. Firstly, share your earliest memory with me and secondly hop over to Kalpana’s blog and make sure you read her earliest memory 🙂
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That is hilarious, Bhavya! 🙂 We have those in our family too!
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How sweet….yeah and if my dad would’ve done something like that, I guess we would’ve pulled his leg all his life too 🙂
Lovely story! 🙂
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I am sure if my dad would have done that no one in the family would have ever let him live it down!! LOL Great story! ♥
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He must’ve been in an awful hurry to take the wrong kid. I can just see your mom yelling!
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That’s a funny incident but surely you must have been upset and angry for being ignored by your hero on Chetak.But these little incidents bring a smile as one recollect them. lovely post shared.
LOL!!
You made me laugh!! No wonder you still tease your dad about this incident eh?!
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Oh My! I can so imagine this. He he… Emotional Blackmail is super cool when done with parents. 😉
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LOL 😀 I can imagine the amount of leg pulling you must have done over this incident!! 😀
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LOL! Poor Dad of yours. You people might have given him a hard time with all those leg pullings… 😛
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ROFL! That’s hilarious! Your dad is never going to live that one down…I did something like that as a child…walked away with someone while talking to them thinking they were my mum. 😛
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Oh no…….haha…great story! Poor daddy is still being tortured…but guess we three ladies would have done the same with pa, had he made such a mistake!
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This is truly memorable – ha ha….Imagine how embarrassed he must have been – and your expression must have been priceless too, Bhavya!
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Hilarious post 🙂 You know what my dad did once? He kick started the scooter, and before my mom could sit on the seat, took off. We were watching from the balcony and burst out laughing 🙂
How can any child forget that :O I am pretty sure your father is never forgiven over this 😀
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Hhahahahhahahh !!!! realllyyyyy…. lolololol .. this is one hell of a hilarious post… cant blv your dad just did that :D… lolol …
ha ha..fathers are capable of doing this 🙂 I wonder what the little boy would have gone through in those moments …
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Hilarious. I swear only a dad could do this.. never a mum.
Ha! Ha! Hilarious Bhavya. Next time I meet him or call him up I must pull his leg.
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Poor Uncl yea 😉 AAm surprised u dint throw a tantrum being the DQ u r 😉
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thanks for all who have sympathised with me! Its true that just for a second i caught her friend’s hand. I was in a hurry to pick up her and her mother. She and all others made the story spicy! 🙂
haha this is hilarious! Loved it 🙂
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