One For All and All For One.

After watching how kids and adults use shopping carts at Malls, I wrote a poem and published.

http://jottify.com/works/shopping-carts/

A friend responded that many even ended up in rivers which was something I have not seen here, may be because of no rivers here or the flowing water streams are far far away from any big Malls.

That reminds me of an incident in which, a group of friend in an inebriated state threw a couple of metal camping chairs in to a lake, without even thinking of the consequences.

We were invited to a dinner party at a famous rowing club and after a couple of drinks everyone started boasting and the gang that I was leading was threatened to show that we were capable of doing what we had been telling them.

Immediately I took one of the chairs and hurled it in to the water. I turned back with an inflated ego and chest to face the opposing gang and then I heard the familiar and distinctive sound of metal chair hitting water and sinking. Then I saw my good friend was calmly wiping his palms and turning as if nothing happened.

That day we established the hierarchy of the pecking order well and it is still maintained the same even after three decades.

After the party one of the organizers confident to me that he could understand crockery and cutlery going missing after such a party as some take them as souvenirs but not metal camping chairs.

I was not sure whether he has seen what really happened that night and or to deploy a diver to recover it from the lake.

I am sure they must have rusted away by now in their final resting place at the bottom of the lake.

One For All & All For One.

Musketeers Forever.

One For All and All For One.

After watching how kids and adults use shopping carts at Malls, I wrote a poem and published.

http://jottify.com/works/shopping-carts/

A friend responded that many even ended up in rivers which was something I have not seen here, may be because of no rivers here or the flowing water streams are far far away from any big Malls.

That reminds me of an incident in which, a group of friend in an inebriated state threw a couple of metal camping chairs in to a lake, without even thinking of the consequences.

We were invited to a dinner party at a famous rowing club and after a couple of drinks everyone started boasting and the gang that I was leading was threatened to show that we were capable of doing what we had been telling them.

Immediately I took one of the chairs and hurled it in to the water. I turned back with an inflated ego and chest to face the opposing gang and then I heard the familiar and distinctive sound of metal chair hitting water and sinking. Then I saw my good friend was calmly wiping his palms and turning as if nothing happened.

That day we established the hierarchy of the pecking order well and it is still maintained the same even after three decades.

After the party one of the organizers confident to me that he could understand crockery and cutlery going missing after such a party as some take them as souvenirs but not metal camping chairs.

I was not sure whether he has seen what really happened that night and or to deploy a diver to recover it from the lake.

I am sure they must have rusted away by now in their final resting place at the bottom of the lake.

One For All & All For One.

Musketeers Forever.

My Recent Surprised Birthday Party

Our house is in a Cul-de-sac.

Every time when hearing a vehicle approaching my wife used to run outside as she was expecting someone or something.

Finally she said the neighbours are having a party and they have ordered some chairs and have asked her to receive them as they were going out for some other work.

The neighbour’s house is not well secured, hence I asked her to get them unloaded in our compound or otherwise she has to take the responsibility if any goes missing.

She gladly accepted and got them stacked up in our compound when the delivery van finally pull-up.

This was on my birthday.

Someone sent me a text message wishing me on my birthday. Instead of replying back with a text, I called him up to say thank you for remembering me.

He said he and his wife would be visiting some of their friends staying closer to our place and would try to drop in if time permits them to do so.

I was not having much hope of them visiting me as he was less mobile after a spinal operation.

Phone rang a couple of more times and a few more text messages followed during the morning.

Again in the evening my friend who wished me first called me up to ask directions to our house.

I warned my wife of their arrival and went out to meet them at the tricky place where many take a wrong turn and ended up in a place where there is not much space even to turn a vehicle around.

They were met and escorted home and the gift was accepted with a sad heart knowing that such an expense too even would be an extra burden to them but glad that they finally visited us on their own.

The usual welcome followed by customary tea and then I invited them to stay back for dinner with us and go.

Knowing my wife hates cooking, I was making plans in my mind to visit the closest take-away joint and then how I would drive them back home after the food.

My wife immediately responded with “Oh Yes, nothing special but let us have whatever we have already prepared”.

I was glad that she relieved me of one of my worries as I hate to go out once I am at home. Further to drive even a couple of kilometres even. Driving is no longer a pleasure for me.

Before their arrival, we were planning to visit our neighbour, friend and Best man of our wedding for a brief chat and come home for early diner

He and I were sitting next to each other for four hour on a flight the previous day.

Awhile later a motorcyclist pulled up in front of our house but I did not recognize him because he was in a Full-face helmet. When he called my name out, immediately recognized him and invited him in too.

He said he was visiting someone and thought of paying me also a visit. That was his visit to our house despite two of were working together for almost a decade in the same field and have visited his house a many a times.

I was curious to know how he got the directions right and then he told me another former colleague of mine had given him the direction.

It was dark and then my brother and his family arrived. They too settled in and still I was oblivious of anything but concerned that I cannot allow them all to go back empty stomach and also knowing how my wife hates cooking.

The Red Balloons the take away joint was keeps popping out in my mind. I though let me make a move now before it is late and waiting for my wife to give me some numbers as I am not good with planning foods.

Suddenly, I heard a commotion but familiar voices outside our house gate singing “Happy Birthday to You”.

The gate was opened again and they too were escorted in and the chairs the neighbours ordered too came in handy to settle the crowd in.

Now it was a crowd.

They were my former colleagues and as usual, the girls were hungry and want food immediately.

I pretended that everything was alright but doing some quick calculations when the boys started arriving with the same song and little liquor smell in their breath.

The Birthday cake and food followed and my niece started playing the piano when I finally cut the cake realizing that this was my Surprised Birthday party.

It was a great success and a surprise to me.

And after that I am happy knowing that how free I am because I suspect nothing even when the obvious signs are there right in front of your own eye.

That makes me a very happy and free man.

Following day, three of us (me, wife and daughter) flew away to Singapore to have a holiday which was overdue.

  

My Recent Surprised Birthday Party

Our house is in a Cul-de-sac.

Every time when hearing a vehicle approaching my wife used to run outside as she was expecting someone or something.

Finally she said the neighbours are having a party and they have ordered some chairs and have asked her to receive them as they were going out for some other work.

The neighbour’s house is not well secured, hence I asked her to get them unloaded in our compound or otherwise she has to take the responsibility if any goes missing.

She gladly accepted and got them stacked up in our compound when the delivery van finally pull-up.

This was on my birthday.

Someone sent me a text message wishing me on my birthday. Instead of replying back with a text, I called him up to say thank you for remembering me.

He said he and his wife would be visiting some of their friends staying closer to our place and would try to drop in if time permits them to do so.

I was not having much hope of them visiting me as he was less mobile after a spinal operation.

Phone rang a couple of more times and a few more text messages followed during the morning.

Again in the evening my friend who wished me first called me up to ask directions to our house.

I warned my wife of their arrival and went out to meet them at the tricky place where many take a wrong turn and ended up in a place where there is not much space even to turn a vehicle around.

They were met and escorted home and the gift was accepted with a sad heart knowing that such an expense too even would be an extra burden to them but glad that they finally visited us on their own.

The usual welcome followed by customary tea and then I invited them to stay back for dinner with us and go.

Knowing my wife hates cooking, I was making plans in my mind to visit the closest take-away joint and then how I would drive them back home after the food.

My wife immediately responded with “Oh Yes, nothing special but let us have whatever we have already prepared”.

I was glad that she relieved me of one of my worries as I hate to go out once I am at home. Further to drive even a couple of kilometres even. Driving is no longer a pleasure for me.

Before their arrival, we were planning to visit our neighbour, friend and Best man of our wedding for a brief chat and come home for early diner

He and I were sitting next to each other for four hour on a flight the previous day.

Awhile later a motorcyclist pulled up in front of our house but I did not recognize him because he was in a Full-face helmet. When he called my name out, immediately recognized him and invited him in too.

He said he was visiting someone and thought of paying me also a visit. That was his visit to our house despite two of were working together for almost a decade in the same field and have visited his house a many a times.

I was curious to know how he got the directions right and then he told me another former colleague of mine had given him the direction.

It was dark and then my brother and his family arrived. They too settled in and still I was oblivious of anything but concerned that I cannot allow them all to go back empty stomach and also knowing how my wife hates cooking.

The Red Balloons the take away joint was keeps popping out in my mind. I though let me make a move now before it is late and waiting for my wife to give me some numbers as I am not good with planning foods.

Suddenly, I heard a commotion but familiar voices outside our house gate singing “Happy Birthday to You”.

The gate was opened again and they too were escorted in and the chairs the neighbours ordered too came in handy to settle the crowd in.

Now it was a crowd.

They were my former colleagues and as usual, the girls were hungry and want food immediately.

I pretended that everything was alright but doing some quick calculations when the boys started arriving with the same song and little liquor smell in their breath.

The Birthday cake and food followed and my niece started playing the piano when I finally cut the cake realizing that this was my Surprised Birthday party.

It was a great success and a surprise to me.

And after that I am happy knowing that how free I am because I suspect nothing even when the obvious signs are there right in front of your own eye.

That makes me a very happy and free man.

Following day, three of us (me, wife and daughter) flew away to Singapore to have a holiday which was overdue.