This morning I recieved a call from one of cousin sisters, Anusha, who has been actually the only cousin of mine with whom I'm constantly in touch. This closeness is probably the result of our stay together during my Leukemia days and she turned two while in Vellore. Please don't think of her as a little girl. She may be biologically turning six in July but for me I think she would be turning 16. Yes. But again don't get me wrong she has innocence filled in her like any other child of her age. It's something with the way she talks which makes me think she is older than her age and if I'm not wrong every kid tries his best to not to sound like a kid. I used to do it as well.
I was half asleep at around 10A.M-11A.M. when Anusha called and asked me to check my mail and in my sleepy voice I said I will and forgot to ask what it was about. After waking up completely I thought it must have been another sweet poem that she wrote and wanted to share with me. But the thought of checking the mail was forgotten as my brother went to college taking his laptop with him and there was no other way for me to access net right now. And now after 15-20 minutes of facebook and twitter when I was completely bored I remembered about the mail and so finally I checked it. It had got a attachment with it, opening and reading it gave my face one of my biggest smiles.
The attachment said:
"Dear Pinky Nani
if you find somebody sad please do this:
In the morning do Gudgudi for 3 minutes till he/she laughs.
Then in the afternoon
do huggy.
Then at night do gelu
again for 2 minutes.
Please do this for 5
days until he is happy.
If you are sad please do these things to yourself. Tell mama to do
gudgudee to you, give you huggy and do gelu. If still you are sad call
me and I will tell you a good joke.
If you ask me then I'm not even sure about going into medical but there's always someone inside me who longs to be a doctor. But with my God-Alone-Knows-What-The-Hell performance in entrances only luck can give me a seat in a medical college. Anyway this mail made me happy even though I was not sad. With my little sister inspiring me so much How can I not want to be a doctor now? But wanting would not make me. Right now I'm going to talk to Anusha and ask her for some more tips to be the Happylogist or whatever field she choses for me. I'm not sure if I would be a successful Happylogist or not but she surely has become one even before the completion of her schooling. i'm glad to have her. :-) :D
PS 2- I'm not sure if Anusha would like her mail being shown to public or not but yes I could not resist my happiness and I just had to share someway or the other.
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