Don’t trouble Trouble until trouble troubles you,
For if you trouble Trouble
Trouble is sure to trouble you
Yup one more of my gran’s dictum. She was a great one for these and she delivered them such poker faced aplomb that it took us a while to figure that we had been punched.
Trouble I think must have been second name. I seem to float in and out of them. So much so that if there is a trouble free time I feel like saying,
Call for the fiddlers three.
There was this time when I decided to play veera hanuman and jump the compound and I feel fortunately on my knee, but had to be stitched up. Next day I thought I would be better off flying from the cupboard, and as you guessed fell on the bed this time there was not much disaster.
The next holiday I decided that I should climb the coconut tree, since it looked very easy when Kariya climbed, three feet up the tree and my gran came out shouting at me out of sheer fright I let go off the tree and you guessed “humpty dumpty had a great fall” this time it was the neck that was collared.
One holiday it was mango eating competition, and yes the next day it ran in our jean, and mangoes have been struck off the menu since.
There was this time we cycled off to Malpe, and decided to swim without realizing the currents were bad, the fishermen fished us out, and since all three of us were girls they had that look what is the world coming to .
Sometimes my juvenile history troubles me to the day, I have people looking up at me with surprise and I know what comes next ”the last time I saw you were flying the trapeze upside down” !!
I see the look of disbelief in the standing group, and sometimes even the sniggers maybe they are trying to visualize a fat and forty aunty dressed up like a circus trapeze artist and sashaying the trapeze I know I will be arrested and tried for visual pollution and putting the audience into danger.
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