I remember a particular incident once during my school days we had this neighbour who had three kids and the eldest being a cute girl - a year younger than me, and then the other does'nt matter as he is a boy and then a kid of 4 year old(names have not disclosed to protect the blogger from getting bummed). I used to run upto their house whenever my mom sends me on an errand to help my mom and socialize with the neighbours...(yeah the girl...as if i had to mention and blow my trumphet !),
Once during an early Sunday as usual mom sent me to give a box , i grabbed it up gleefully and had run to the neighbour's before she wud ask my bro to do it . To my joy, i was greeted by the chweet gal and the 4 year ol' kid. Just to show my everlasting love for kids (and to impress her obviously) i took up the kid in my arms and cuddled him, only to have forgotten that i have not even brushed my teeth yet !!
The kid totally annoyed, just pulled the strings of my pyjamas and off it fell ! The gal just stared at me red and blushed! , not knowing wat to do i dropped the kid down
and pulled back the pyjamas. Now it seems that the drop totally hurt the kid :( , and he started yelling at the top of his voice. I sheepishly gave the box to the giggling gal (shame on her for not checking what happened to her kid bro) and ran back. Don't wanna tell what happened between me and the lil gal...What do you think is the moral of the story... so its a story and please refrain from any imagination :) !
