What is this hullaboo about the April Fool’s day?? Do we really need a day to celebrate as fool’s day.Look around you and u will find innumerable fools.You might urself be one.I think we all have been displaying the characteristics of a fool at some point of life or another.No body is perfect.Or perfectly intelligent.Our ignorance over some matter that our counterparts know can make us sound as fools in front of them.And a fool will always be a fool till he starts finding out wat cn make him sound not as a fool(a tough task though).
For me everyday can be celebrated as an april fool’s day as I don’t miss on a single opportunity to befool my frnd’s around(rat,nidsi and shini know this d best) and since every dog has its day so I give my bless my poor frnd’s wid some really golden opportunities to befool me too.(see,I do that knowingly,My sixth sense is sharp enough to identify that they are befooling me,but still I don’t pretend that I know their tricks….just to make them live wid the happy illusion that they cud befool ME!!!...:))
For our family this April Fool’s Day has more significance than any other family.Not that my parent’s also like befooling people.I am more than enough to do so on everyone’s behalf..and neither do they get befooled on this day , as again I get befooled on everyone’s behalf all 365 days(see how generous I am but like I said…I do that just for my wonderful frnds’ sake…just to make them feel accomplished!!)so they don’t have any history of befoolrey. While I have all my accounts full.
It is my sister’s birthday.”DD” I fondly call her.My mother says wen she was born d doctor said to my father that a fool was born…fool=”phool”=flower, mind it. So she is the most beautiful flower of our family. A flower with great personality, a face full of dignity and poise(that I yearn for…blame my parents ,for their biasness).very talented. Laughs wid me for hours for no good reason.Gets me really good presents.caals me wenever I gv her a missed call.Has done my homework in d past.Helped me find my school diary,my notebooks (which were right there in my bag,but still I cudnt find them,and wud cry like hell) Did my home work ,which said “Write a 1000 times ‘I WILL NOT TALK IN THE CLASS’, I WILL DO MY HOMEWORK ON TIME’, I WILL NOT BREAK DISCIPLINE’ and many other similar stupid phrases” …and getting such a punishment-cum-homework wud have killed me to death if DD wasn’t there. So I wud cry,and she wud do my homework.(dat doesn’t make me sound spoilt….does it??).
And yeah, has a very good handwriting. which I don’t find gud at all,as its flawless,neat,clear and is almost as exact replica of that of my father’s ,and due to which I have had immense thrashings from my parents as wenever they opened my notebooks they cudnt grasp even a word of my writing …which I ,with due respect ,call modern handwriting.And like modern art is difficult to apprehend so is modern handwriting. So I guess they are not blessed with that vision to understand Modern (handwriting and art).to tell d truth ,even I am not blessed with that vision…as I myself cud not understand my own modern art. So that gave them another reason for violence.And I think,violence yields nothing but is a wastage of ur energy ,which shud rather be conserved, as my handwriting is still the same,no thrashing or scolding could take away the God’s gift of creating modern art from my soul.(Oh God forgive them, coz they call this my obstinacy and still have no respect for my modern art.. Even Galileo faced a lot of resistance from the lesser blessed ones before his talent cud finally be recognized.Same wid Einstein.).Nyways…Love u Mum nd Dad…for trying to make me like u wanted and wasting ur energies over me and still accepting me the way I am.
DD’s birthday had always been a difficult day before Orkut and Facebook came into picture where she cud declare to the world that Yes!! Her birthday is on 1st of April. As kids we used to often face trouble in making other kids trust us wid her bday thing. And to add to it,even after inviting them with proper invitation cards,they wud still not come wid the fear that we might be taking mickey out of them, or might have made a plan to conduct an en masse befoolery session!!! Is that possible for a common man to do!!But still at the time of party, we wud have to often go again and convince them that Yes it was her birthday…it was an ordeal.People are so scared of getting befooled…and in other ways have so minimal risk taking tendencies.And then they wud finally come..and we wud finally cut the cake…and I wud finally get to eat it..yummy!!!(all b’day pics of childhood whether it was my bday pic or my sister’s…have my eyes stuck on the cake…which I find quite amusing as even in one pic wen I must have been 6 months old,I have myself staring at the cake and drooling as if I understood wat it tasted like or was born to gobble it only…and if permitted.. wud have attacked on it like a hungry little monster).
So this day has always been a day of showing courage, honing your convincing capabilities, and a day of perseverance and patience for us all. And I hope after all these years of such April Fool’s Day…DD is getting to enjoy some really fun-filled birthdays and may get a hundred more birthdays to enjoy.Thanx to all her frnds and yeah,orkut and facebook too. HAPPY BIRTHDAY “DD”.
