339. Those daily activities

When I was a little boy I had to do a daily chore which was tiring indeed. I used to get up at 7 am. As soon as I got out of bed, I used to remove the bedspread,take it to the bathroom and soak it in a bucket of soap water. Then I would come back to my bedroom and carry the bed-mattress all the way to the top of the house and leave it there for the sun to dry the wet bed. Carrying a heavy bed was not an easy job at all. Then I would come down,brush my teeth, clean my tummy, take a bath, wash the urea-perforated bedspread, have breakfast, and then rush to school. After coming back to school, I would go upstairs and carry the dried mattress down to my bedroom.

This was my daily activity as a child. Everyday I would take a decision that I would not pee in my bed anymore.But every morning when i wake up, I would realise that i had failed to abide by my decision.My folks tried every method under the sun to stop their son from wetting the bed every night. They did not allow me to drink water in the night. All their efforts went in vain. I am not gonna reveal the last time I wet my bed as a CHILD. All I can say is that I don't wet my bed anymore.Does that mean that I don't have any more wet dreams? If you are laughing at me, I am sure that you would have done it too. I can hear you saying,"Been there . Done that mate".

Another daily activity of mine was getting punished at school; for not doing the homework, for sticking chewing gum under the table, for hiding Shabir's pencil because of he talking with Renu (Renu was my childhood sweetheart and Shabir was her sweetheart. We were classmates from kindergarten). My school teacher lacked the creative punishment skills. She either made me to kneel down or made me to hug my own thighs (see picture below- The boy sans the school bag is me)

Another daily activity of mine was stealing mangoes from a house on the way back home from school.There were many mango trees in my house with tasty mangoes. But the taste of a stolen mango was way sweeter than eating mangoes from your own backyard. Now a days when little kids climb our compound wall to steal mangoes from our house, i remember my childhood days and that brings a smile on my face.

Practically I complete two years of blogging today, though theoretically I am blogging for 27 years. I would also like to announce the winner of the Chronic caption Award. The contest was a tough one and there were many entries.[link] I liked almost all the captions. Finally I selected one caption that I thought was the best among the lot. The caption is,"I'll return it, i promise!".The winner is a One and a half year old baby, "Emaan".

The caption must have been written by his Daddy.But still when I saw the photo, I did not think twice to select the winner. I congratulate Emaan baby for winning the contest.Chronic-Maamaji's kisses flying all the way across blog-ville for Emu-Boy. I am pretty sure that all the girls would be saying "Chow chweet-baby, Emu et all". Yes Emaan is the ultimate ladies-Baby Boy. I also convey my sincere appreciation to all those who participated in the contest.

My present daily activities would hit the page soon

-Chronicwriter