“You,” Screamed Reema, “are a hypocrite!”

Paras considered the accusation for a moment. A hypocrite is someone who says something but does something else, or doesn’t do what he says. The meaning was open to interpretation. He kept quiet. He didn’t consider himself old enough to judge.

Reema screamed again, “You say you love dogs. But you wouldn’t let Bozo near Rohan.” Paras gave her a what-the-heck look. “Bozo could swallow Golu alive and not even burp.” Paras pointed out. Eleven-month-old Rohan seemed to agree (He never protested to anything much anyway.).

Hmmm… Let’s see. I got a comment on the previous to previous post from a certain someone I knew in Chennai. I deleted it because it was off-topic. He commented however, as an employee of a dotcom that features and encourages creative writing. He was wondering if their site could have a parallel version of mypajama.com running on their servers. I had my reasons so I said no (I mailed him back because he was decent in his comment and had requested for a reply.) and forgot about it.

Over time, Rohan Mishra had resigned himself to people rubbing and pinching his face. He found it very annoying. And though he didn’t know much about law, he was reasonably sure he couldn’t sue them for violating his personal space. Not yet anyway.

I must really do something about this language thing, he had often told himself. A furrowed brow just wasn’t enough.

Desperate times usually call out loud for desperate actions. Rohan did too. But perhaps the reason no one ever listened to his cries was because he tended to do it too often. The calling-for-desperate-actions thing that is. He felt alone, without a hope (usually when he wasn’t busy watching TV or eating.).

I have often wished I were the author of a comic strip. Sadly, I can’t draw for peanuts. Actually, I can draw for peanuts (one would have to be terribly incompetent to be unable to draw for peanuts). However, peanuts are pretty much all I can draw for.

Charles Schulz, the man who drew the world famous comic strip Peanuts wasn’t that great with the pencil himself. But he somehow managed to be worthy of much more than peanuts.

I, on the other hand, can only lay claim to the Golu Tales. And I haven’t been worthy of peanuts myself.