How Do I know? That too at the age of 2….
Just for fun, I sat inside an Aluminium vessel (with a slight difficulty), which was half filled with water and I was jam packed into it, in our open roofed bathroom.
I felt it after a while, that I was not able to get out of it, I tried my level best, Oooops!, nicely struck..
Then I cried loudly, then came my father, mother, grandmother, chiththapaa’s (3 of them) and some neighbors too….
My father took a small tool, which is used to cut steel sheets, step by step he went through the mouth of the vessel and then body in a circular way, such that his son, wont get injured, finally, I came out…. Bu the beautiful vessel was then later used to feed starch to our Cow at the backyard. Whenever some relatives go to see that vessel, this story (Hei, it’s not story it’s called exploration)
Scene # 2
My thinking cap was always on (what a pity, they were right through out my childhood, but I lost them eventually stage by stage when I moved from one class to other…)
On the other day, my mother bought a new plastic bucket of bigger size, to store rice. Later she went to the garden to make hot water, in the mud stove.
Eureka! Something striked me, May be I might have thought to have a huge volume of water to be heated in a BIG PLASTIC BUCKET.
Everyone, came running out of the house, because of the melting smell of the plastic and even that day was DIWALI day for me and for my intelligence too…
There are lot more scenes getting lined up.....
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