Arasiyalla ithelaam saatharanamappa....

People wearing glasses, are most of the time, considered to be studious serious kind by the non-specs wearing crowd. "Adai..naangallaam anjaan classlaye anju arrears vacha crowd da" karpooram adichi sathiyam panna kooda.."ada..engala vida kammi thaanpa" solitu pora gumbal thaan neria iruku. Somehow there is a notion about me amidst my street people that..this is one padips party. There is one telugu family on our apartment whose kid is an equal mix of calvin and dennis. And one fine saturday afternoon..that kids mom decided that he needs to be coached in all his subjects (read that the parents had to go out and i became the bakra, as usual!!!).

On marched kid, from his room, armed with a bucket load of books. There was a standing instruction from the mom, not to leave for home without completing allllllllllll the homeworks. That kid was wearing a specs bigger than me and going by the logic defined over the first few lines i should've been more alert. He opened his rhymes sort of book first and asked me to teach him. I began to read the rhymes. He stopped me on the very first sentence itself.

"Uncle...enakku schoola rhymes paadi kaati thaan teach pannuvaanga..neenga en padikareenga...neengalum paadi solli thaanga".

"Paadratha!@#$%^&??!!!huh...hmmmm...errr....tune teriathaypa"

"seri...naan solratha repeat pannunga" solitu he started saying his rhymes in a sing song fashion. I was half humming half watching TV. He suddenly got up and switched off the tv.

"Padikarachay TV paaka koodathu"

"Oh..ithu veraya....hmm" namma neram sari illai solitu was watching him continuing his singing. Appo appo he will watch if i am saying it along with him. After sometime he got satisfied that his quota for that subject was over. Next he took some drawing book. Atha paatha udanaye allu kelambirichi. "Aaaha...nammaku nera kodu podavay varathay..ithula drawing epdi" nu was lighta shivering. Even before he could ask..i munthified
"velaya aaluku paathiya pirichipom...nee varaiviyaam..naan kalar adipenaam"
Seri pozhachi po apdinu oru parithaaba look vitutu he started drawing. Konja neram kazhichi oru bird padam mathiri onnu varanjitu.."Uncle drawing over..neenga ipo kalar adichi kudunga..naan athu varaikum POGO paakaren" nu he left. "Pirkaalathula software programmera vara ella thaguthiyum unaku iruku raasa" nu nenachukitay i colored. Konja neram kazhichi he came back. He wore a shocked look on seeing me painting his drawing. "UNCLE...yen parrotuku black color adicheenga"
"Adapaavi..athu parrota..sollavaylaye" nu manasukulla bayanthavaray..."athu onnumilama..madrasla veyil athigamla..athaan..parrot karuthu poachu"
"Ithellam oru pozhappa" nu kevalam oru look vitabadi..adutha booka eduthan. Anga thaan mega bulb was waiting. This book was having weird geometrical figures. "Enna bookma ithu?" i asked.

"Telugu..alphabets book uncle"

Naan apdiye shooooaaak aaiten nu sollava venum!!!

"errr...enakku telgu teriaathuma"

"unakkenna thaanda therium"ngara maathri he gave one stare. Maybe for him it was incomprehensible that how can some one so big looking not knowing alphabets. Luckily for me his parents came. Maadi padi eri porachay i heared him complaining to them..."antha uncleku alphabets kooda terila".

Atleast avangalaachum...avan tamizh..so telgu teriathu solli konjamaachum maanam refund aaga help pannuvaanga paathen...uhummm. Sirichittay poitaanga :(

Ipolaam wenever i see kids i remove my specs !!!