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Muthu's Morning Drive

It is the holy month of Ramadan.I heard the rest of the family at the table taking their early breakfast to keep them strong till dusk.I did not get up.I had proclaimed yesterday that i wasn't going to fast today because i was down with a flu(hopefully it's not the swine flu.hehe..or even if it is it may help to develop an immunity toward such horrible diseases).I rolled over and fell asleep.The next thing i knew was my mom yelling,"She's taken the car and gone!" "WHAT?!" I sat upright.'She' was my elder sister. "I have sent Omar after her.I'm dialling Gogo..," Mummy said pushing the buttons quickly.Okay then it wasn't that big a catastrophe then.I hoped nobody else had the same idea as my sister,going out for a ride in their already-once-crashed-brand-new car ,at the crack of dawn.I imagined her stuck at the top of the sloping terrain,at the end of the lane wondering how to manoeuvre the vehicle next.I did not want to spend more time thinking about.The name 'Gogo' was sufficient to let me heave a sigh of relief.I figured Omar(my younger brother) would run up to Gogo's and yank him out of bed and he would come grumbling and drive her back home.I snuggled back under the blanket,lying half awake.A few minutes later,the car pulled into the garage.Omar,Gogo and Muthu(my sister) came inside,all of them laughing over Muthu's early morning drive.Just as i had predicted she had got the car stck between the two walls at the junction and was afraid what to do next.I got up to join them.We were all still in our baggy tracks and night shirts.Mummy was torn between amusement and relief.She hurried to make Gogo some tea,which he refused becaus he hadn't brushed.I found him some Dabur Red tooth powder.We woke up Aneesh next door to come play a game of cards.We played a few rounds and stopped when Gogo got a call from home.He said he could come the next day to teach Muthu how to drive,if she liked.He was good as his word and arrived next early morning and took Muthu,Mummy andOmar to Akkulam for their class.
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  1. Maria JohnMarch 11, 2010 at 6:18 PM

    I find this one amusing when I picture Muthu off with a car ...poor Alpha aunty... :-)

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