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- ಚಂದ್ರಹಾಸ

Ohhh Shit..!!!!

Holy Baby Shit !!!! It stinks like "rotten egg milk shake not used for 10 days".

episode 1:

10,000 blistering barnacles......Bavya was chasing me with my daughter's pure shit wrapped in leaky baby napkin in her hand, may be to pure my soul by its ( napkin's) holy touch . The napkin had disguised the moon white colour with sunset yellow.

Man, they knew i hate ( any father for that matter) to be near the stinky bum when the baby finishes its hearty act of 'shitting'. She was behind me like a hungry wolf after its prey - innocent dear(me). I ran for my survival jumping over all possible obstacles i got on my way from cot,chair to sofa,table etc. But all in vein, i was cornered in dinning room and the beast ( Bavya) was standing infront of me with that grievous coloured napkin in her hand.

Screaming to its peak was the only alternative i had at my end and i did it honestly( Indeed it was a dread filled call for mercy !!). Any body would have showered sympathy on me looking at my sad state. If it had been 'dwapara yuga', i m sure Lord Krishna would have gracefully passed limitless 'polythin sheet' to cover my entire body guarding from that sticky,stinky yellow paste . Like elders say 'Its kaliyuga' no one will help you now, if you are in deep 'baby shit' ( Trouble).

Like a magic something wonder happened, you can call it 8th wonder of this world. My wife for the first time since our marriage showed mercy on me. It was a great escape...huhhh....!!

episode 2:

My daughter again had rejoiced the act of comfort and was well-situated on her bed. There was a big 'call' from the room where the baby sleeps, to kitchen ( my mother in law's workshop). There was a brisk movement of people in and around my daughter followed by sudden rush of silence. I was browsing net in the living room and smelled something fishy due the growing silence inside baby room ( which is rare to see).

It was too late again to sense the danger coming out of the 'baby room'. The ill motivated ladies had conspired a trick against me and were running towards with me with a weapon in thier hands - "yellow napkins". This time the count has increased to 2 napkins. More the shit more th e sufferings. The fate was laughing at me standing beside to see me in helpless situation. There was no room for me to escape; there was a lap-top on my lap, and i was sitting in a corner on a sofa. Those 2 hands were nearing me like a bomber tank nearing the enemy's bunk to vandalize it...........

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............AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!

............................. A helpless scream echoed the cold mountains of Nilgiris.....

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An innocuous soul had become the victim of a barbaric act carried out my ill-natured humans to amuse their frantic heart on top the blue mountain - which stood still and calm as if it never witnessed the brutal incident that occurred on its lap.