Presenting the amazing Sia ;-
('Si' as in 'ceylon' and 'a' as in 'asia')
S (Sia's dad) : Sia beta, abhilash ko jaanti ho naa last year mili thi! halo bolo!
Sia: <> naahin
mrs.S: arre. Halo tho bolo.
Sia: naaahin.
mrs.S: #$#%## in a mixture of thai and punjabi.
Sia: naaahin mummi.aap kahan ke hain ?
Me: Chennai. Chennai jaanti ho kya ?
Sia: India jaanti hoon. Mumbai dekhi hai. Photo keentchna aata hai? keetcho naa.
Sia, all of 6 years of age and with near unlimited energy is already a master in the arts of charming, manipulating and getting things done - not by crying, yelling or throwing tantrums - but by batting her eyelashes and sweettalking you into doing her bidding.
I saw her chatting up waiters (for ketchup - which is normally self service) , camera salesmen (whom she sweet talked into gifting her this camera cleaning bellow - like the kind one squeezes with hand (like this autorickshaw horn) to produce a gust of air - which sia found amusing) and even her tired looking 8 year old elder sister to play 'camera ' -all in a mix of not less than 4 languages.
Later....
Sia (dropping me at the airport): Aap kabhi aayenge next time. Kuch leke aayenge for me ? (the tilted chin and smile again)
mrs S: ##$#*&*& (Thai mostly)
Me: Very soon. U just see what il get you. :)
Sia: See mammi i told you, abhilash is my friend.
S: (smile and shake of head) iski tho aap kaafi thick dost ban gaya yaar - mere se bhi ithna baath karti nahin hai.
And i always thought i was such a whitewash with girls ;-
('Si' as in 'ceylon' and 'a' as in 'asia')
S (Sia's dad) : Sia beta, abhilash ko jaanti ho naa last year mili thi! halo bolo!
Sia: <> naahin
mrs.S: arre. Halo tho bolo.
Sia: naaahin.
mrs.S: #$#%## in a mixture of thai and punjabi.
Sia: naaahin mummi.
Me: Chennai. Chennai jaanti ho kya ?
Sia: India jaanti hoon. Mumbai dekhi hai. Photo keentchna aata hai? keetcho naa.
Sia, all of 6 years of age and with near unlimited energy is already a master in the arts of charming, manipulating and getting things done - not by crying, yelling or throwing tantrums - but by batting her eyelashes and sweettalking you into doing her bidding.
I saw her chatting up waiters (for ketchup - which is normally self service) , camera salesmen (whom she sweet talked into gifting her this camera cleaning bellow - like the kind one squeezes with hand (like this autorickshaw horn) to produce a gust of air - which sia found amusing) and even her tired looking 8 year old elder sister to play 'camera ' -all in a mix of not less than 4 languages.
Later....
Sia (dropping me at the airport): Aap kabhi aayenge next time. Kuch leke aayenge for me ? (the tilted chin and smile again)
mrs S: ##$#*&*& (Thai mostly)
Me: Very soon. U just see what il get you. :)
Sia: See mammi i told you, abhilash is my friend.
S: (smile and shake of head) iski tho aap kaafi thick dost ban gaya yaar - mere se bhi ithna baath karti nahin hai.
And i always thought i was such a whitewash with girls ;-
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2 comments:
Good one Bachelor #3. U've succeeded in talking with the other kind... :P
The gift for Sia - Plz not a book (She might b interested, but don't make her read stuff. Make her play with u somehow... Win-win situation for u bachelor)
At least someone opened up for a new friend
um, im sure have some crazy concept - but i cant figure out how the 'bachelor' angle is applicable in this context!?
did u say - *other kind* shudder
p.s whos bachelor 1 and 2 !?
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