Upples Aftermath (Season Two)

Readers kindly:

A)People who go "coochi-coochie-coo" and "How can she write such a peice" about kids r strictly PROHIBITED. N can read only at their own risk.

B) Read the season one below this one(you will know Y, once u do it).

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:( I have made up my mind. I have made up my mind. Breathe easy !!

I will ignore Up-ple! I will ignore Up-ple!

I will ignore Up-ple! I will ignore Up-ple!...

(May be I should practice writing this on a notebook.)

Past sometime most of my friends have got to know about this stupid-creature staying next door. They all have suggested me measures to deal with kids like this. I mean yes there must be an existing treatment for such bafflingly stupidest-greedy-horrible kids. If i will be succesful in treating him may be I will open an "emergency on call service" by the name of "bachche satayein toh humein batayein"(if kids pester you call us )

Hmmm sounds like some relief..

I was thinking about this scheme and the call number which I will issue when i heard some sounds like.. "aeeeiinnn ..eeee...muummmmyyyy" and suddenly I felt a frown coming on my face, my fists were firm and ohhh.. ! ohh i know its HIM !!

Now listen to this how up-ple reaches his house which is at the top of the building. Putting one hand at the upper stair and one feet then keeping the other feet.. Grr.. He is such a lousy character he shows me his ass and tries to tempt me. Its so hard to resist his back. Some day out of sheer desperadoes of being tempted I m going to kick him. Oh goodness Up-ple I wish I could come la-la-ing and kick you, already you look like a football(he has flesh dripping at each side of his face).

Oh up-ple why were you even born...( in my colony?)

So Up-ple was coming all "aaeeing" and his bulky mom almost blasting from the sides of her night gown came running, (or was it the earthquake?) and why was Up-ple, our LOW(by mind)-ely child crying.. ??? Umm .. it was about Up-ple being beaten up by one of the school van kid(hahahahaha hohoohoho heheheh), apparently Up-ple sat on This great-kids seat :D (Cool I have a whacky scheme I will meet this Great-kid and may be ask him to beat Up-ple quiet often necessary!!) Yess.. yesss!! yesssssssssss !!
I controlled my frowns and went outside,
Mrs bulky night-gown: "arey mera bacha" (doesnt she get embarrassed, carrying this fat crack in her arms, who is 5 year old?)
I said: Ohh what happened to Up.. err.. to him?
Mrs. Bulky night-gown :(background music Up-ple pathetico aaeeing) : Pitt ke ayaa hai mera raja beta (My king alike son has came home all beaten up) (dun u think English could be very funny when converted from hindi? :P)
I (WOW) : Ohh .. (I pulled Up-ple's cheek and I changed my emotion to action, I actually digged my nails into his cheeks, pinching him and frowning closely at him), who hit you"??
Up-ple : aaaaaaaaaeeeeeeeeiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnn
Mrs. Bulky night-gown(shifting a little) : I will see you later.
I can be totally evil-ish when i wish to !

hahahahah hohohoo hehehe.. Up-ple GOT BEATEN UP...

HAPPY DAY s!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :):):):):):):):)

Aaaaaooowww.. My mouth aches being so happy :
later that week I realized too much of up-ple around could be injurious to my health(certainly not injurious to crow nosed granny and bulky suitcase)!!. Primarily BECAUSE

A) Like maniacs I asked mum to bring eatables of any sort in black polythenes so upple considering the thing to be garbbage wont sniff around (ofcourse keeping in mind that up-ple doesnt have the sense to know that no body carries garbage back home ;)!!)

B) also I asked her to cook less delicious food so that the smell of the spices doesn't strike the food-lust-struck family next door.

But Ma wont listen she dismissed my theory of "How Together Us could kick off the Khuranas". I mean the country should really hire people like me who have the right spirit to eliminate our next-door-whosoever. But its people liek Ma only who donot appreciate such inborn talents. N thats how there is a national dirth of non-utilization of tapped resources.!

The very next day I had my-guy coming up home. Ma was equally thrilled because he cooks delicious food and she is the one who savours his company(only after me). But how is he my-guy then? I made a mental note about this and decided to deal with it later. I told him we can obviously go out(If I hadnt been on my "sunday is my working day" roll, with room cleaning and checking all the papers at my end to be looked for). But he is such a reckless my-guy that he choses "The other lady" in our house's company to be with. and moreover this time he was coming with one more aim- To meet the Boy-next-door(shhh... Upple).. :P HAHAH actually my-guy thought that:

a) the boy-next-door really has sexy ass(not inquisitive how small is it)

b) how he has such a great female following. (Up-ple has female frands )!! :P

So i said "Yea why not, come over he is really cute, with absolutely great nose. Obviously thoughtful of such great attributes my guy decided to take a look at this cute nosed guy next door to check himself on insecurity scale(Good lord my-guy has all cracked up after reading one of the cosmos I was carrying like "Is your girlfreind cheating on you, check on our alarming signal questionairre ").

So my-guy came in all dark purple color shirt(Oh he took my breathe away) . I was ogling at him when Ma embarrassingly chanted her kitchen theme "Daal roti khaao prabhu ke gun gaao" (eat pulses and chappatis and sing lords prayer:P hahah hinglish is soo funny !! ) N with just a brotherly hug he made way to Ma's kitchen(stepping over my "peaked purpleshirt emotions" :( )

I dint bother to go even around them because they ask me to all those chopping onions and tomatoes stuff. I mean come on I cook great food.. (ask Up-ple :P ). So somewhat after 45 minutes of this irrelevant kitchen-cooking nonsense there was a ring at the door.

Now.. any one can gues who is it ;)

The adventures of Up-ple can't be resisted by me to be penned down. So may be i will make a big blog dedicated to him!!!!
To be concluded..