Bachpan Adventure Series

Stunt Gurl ! My brother, fondly called ‘ Baiyya ’ and who is elder to me by 8 years, is and has been my pillar of strength and support. Our childhood days were full of pranks, mischief and fights. (Obviously sourced from one side and directed at me!!) He had to be responsible for me, having to be my nanny many-a-times! Now, this unescapable duty made him so opportunist that he treated me as his guinea pig for his dare devil stunts! Once, he gave me the scare of my life! When I was all of 4 or 5, he affectionately took me in his arms and held me upside down, clutching my ankles out of the 2 nd floor staircase! I screamed so loud that my lungs would have blown out that day! Phew!! He must have definitely proved his machismo but I can never forget the day a kid performed a ‘forcible stunt’! Wow! The memories of childhood are ever so wonderful. My brother was a constant support and with whom I shared all my joys, complaints, heart breaks and excitement. I still remember when as a kid, I ...

I remember a few moments from my childhood- a phase of life where most kids are really inquisitive about the world around them. Even I was one of them. From the time of my birth, I was everybody’s pet and especially, my dad’s. He’s the one who really brought me up with values, discipline and love. (The sequencing is intentional, as seen from my eyes.) Nevertheless, as a kid, it was Daddy who dressed me up for school, oiled and combed my hair, served me food and played with me. An incident that refuses to ditch my memory is when I was all of 4 years old. Daddy and I were playing with pillows. I was on the bed and Daddy was the ‘tiger’. The rule was that the ‘tiger’ was to ‘eat’ me though wasn’t allowed to climb up the bed. I still remember how Daddy scared me to death with his ‘growls’. We had to throw pillows at each other- defending ourselves! Now, the twist! There I saw another tiger approaching us from the other room…. A tigress, to be precise… growling at both of us!!! Well, this w...