“Every morning is a new beginning and comes with a new promise.” said mother while we were preparing the breakfast. “Every day you get another chance to fulfil your dreams. Knocks on your door and seeks your permission. Don’t let the opportunity go away from you.” just when she said that the call bell rang. Perfect timing I must say. “See I told you. Now run and open the door. Let see what this morning brings for us.”
I opened door only to find my neighbour
cum classmate, Shalini. We had a conversation and she asked for a favour.
“Hey! What’s up? Hey I need a
favour. I was In the middle of a very important conversation with my aunt from
Jabalpur. You remember her right? She came last summer and we had a family get together were you met her. So the land-line hung up. I tell you this
digging up the whole grounds for so called repairing of wire system is taking
on my nerves. Anyway so where was I? Oh yes my aunt. So now what I need to do
is finish my conversation. Otherwise you know I will have a heart attack out of
suspense. So can I use your land-line? I know you would not deny me. I was asking
just out of courtesy. Thanks. “
And before I could say something
she was already dialling the numbers. I knew a thrashing was coming my way.
“Who’s there?” asked mother while
coming out of the kitchen.
‘Maa its Shalini. She wanted to
use our phone and so she is....”
“You should have at least asked
me once before allowing her. You know how she is, a complete chatter box. Now she would
talk about petty things as if she is discussing world economy with the Prime Minister.”
“I tried to stop her but she didn't
gave me a chance to even say a word.”
“You should have said a no.”
“What I can do, I cannot say no.”
Shalini discussed about her new
fairy dress for next half an hour and mother continuously gave me that stern
looks of her.
In the afternoon I went for a cycle ride. In winters with some of my friends I always like to do so at this time of the day. That day nobody turned up. Later it struck me that we decided not to come because later this evening we were supposed to attend New Year’s party organised by Central Bank of India. That’s where my father worked. Disappointed I turned my cycle towards home when I saw Subodh coming this way. I stopped to say hi (I shouldn't have done that).
“Hey Damini! Happy new year!”
“Same to you Subodh.”
“Coming for the party tonight?”
“Yes of course. That’s why
returning home early. Just came for a cycle ride.”
“Lucky you. My cycle is in garage
thus can’t ride mine. Huh Damini can I borrow your cycle? Just a round. Please
for five minutes only.” He said with a puppy face.
“Okay.” I said with a hesitation
but that was an invitation enough for him. I waited for him about 45 minutes
sitting under a tree. I was wondering what mother would say. Second thrashing
of the day and this year. I decided not to tell her about this incident. Again
she would scold me for not using the word ‘no’ and again I would end up saying
the same thing-what I can do, I cannot say no...
After a long wait, evening came,
and we were all dressed in our best attire. I chose my pink frock. It had frills
at the bottom end and a pink flower on left hand side of the waist. When I entered
the Hotel venue everyone said I looked pretty.
I met my best friend. Best quality about a friend is that they never ask
you anything to which you would wish to say a ‘no’.
After a while my friend wanted to go to the
wash room so we went there. I waited at the lounge sitting on a sofa. One of my
mother’s acquaintance came with her little daughter and asked me to take care
of her for a while till she uses the wash room. As you all know by now I said
“yes”. Well the baby was so cute, cuddling, beautiful, and wet? No way, that
baby used my lap as her toilet seat. And just then my mother and the baby’s
mother came. One apologised and went back to the venue hall and the other gave
the second thrashing of the day (which could have been the third) and yes it
was the thrashing of the lifetime too. I just didn't ruined my dress but the first
day of the year too.
“This is heights. Why can’t you
say a ‘no’? A short and simply ‘no’?”
By that time my friend came to my
rescue and convinced mother that she will definitely make me say a ’no’
whenever it would suffice. Mother left the lounge a little irritated. And my
friend ended up asking the same question with a naughty smile on her face-why can’t
you say a ‘no’?
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