Purrrfect!!! Competent Communicator Project 9

Many many years ago  in a moment of divine providence, energies of the universe, those omnipotent, omniscient powers of the cosmos came together and viola!!! created a human being of purrrfection and thus came about a person of…. no not Einstein, not the Gandhi not the mahatma but a soul so purrfect, yours truly…

Ladies and gentlemen, my fellow partners in purrrfection, I am delighted to be in this nation of ……amongst  you all purrfect sentient beings  who are at times  a little impatient with impurrrfections .. In the mornings therefore, we take our purrrfect pets and the bow wow ones out for a stroll , so that  they can do what we do in our private places, ahem … in public places……truly.

Ladies and gentlemen we cannot tolerate impurrrfections as in the woman who slept with four men and had as many children… nor that  girl all of 14 who dared to sleep with  a man of 41… or that man who dared eat beef when he had the choice of having caviar with the choicest of wines…

That is why we don’t see the truly gifted amongst us.. we have an eye for perfection you see !  So when we meet a challenged individual, we would rather look away than make eye contact, shake a hand or smile,that’s easier, definitely.

We dislike that chaiwallah , the narcissist, who loves his pictures to be perfect ….forgetting that it is certainly beyond his wildest dreams to be so petted and feted by who’s who of the world. Come on, selfies, we care not for them!!! And  the other, the prince charming who is willy nilly dragged to  public podiums and we will always remember  how he copied a note from his pocket..Chi.. chi.. we never do that, do we? Except in exams, maybe!!!

So we have those separate cups for the VIPs  the ones with out whom your lives will spiral out of control and probably send us hurtling towards an asylum… the maids …hmm we are …. aren’t we?  We want our children to come first and only first and the scores have to be 98% .. we can’t  accept any thing below…

That is why Kanakambal and Husmat biwi start  their mornings practicing throw ball, throwing rolled out garbage as far as they can with their adoring husbands encouraging them .. throw, darling throw as far as you can, as high as you can, I am with you .. after all the house has to be kept clean!!!

So we have faiths where one has lost the  count of the gods , with a new one springing out every minute and the others are fighting over the one they have and when time permits we fight it out against each other. Its is a matter of faith after all!!!

The aspiration for purrrfection is so ingrained in our genes that  glory was ours in the past and we don’t expect the world not to know about our greatness, nor will we forgive anyone their ignorance..

Purrfection  is our national creed,so when the traffic police wearing her khakhi dress with jasmine flowers peeping out from beneath her topi, a nose pin adorning her face stops  us, we cannot stand it,so abuses are hurled after all isn’t  punctuality is our middle name?

So my friends of the purrfect place on the planet,the nation wants to know ,is there any impurrfection in you ?


Over to you, toastmaster

Doting Dads and Daughters

The little girl all of 2 years was adamant. She said she wanted the book. The book was called ‘Bachke Rahna Re Baba’.  The father took his little one’s command seriously and one sunny after noon, set out to  scour the book shops in the area  asking for the book “Bachke Rahna Re Baba’. His wife  tried her best to assure that there was no such thing.

It was a sight to watch, the little one barely up to the man’s knee walking into one bookstore after another, demanding, Uncle, Bachke Rahna Re Baba book. One amused store keeper  walked up to pick the little one and place her on the table. The girl repeated her demand, as her dad stood firmly by her side. He finally took out a toffee to placate his stubborn customer. Turning to the father and said, Sir, there’s no such book. The father looked at him incredulously. How could  that be?

Though I can never fully listen to what ever my wife has to say, I never run out of patience with my little girl, however demanding she may be. In fact, I absolutely love it when she demands something of me, it makes me feel special, drooled a dad.

What is it about dads and daughters that creates that tender bond, the envy of the wives and the mothers? For his daughter, he will move mountains, a wife comments sarcastically.

Nehru’s Letters to  a daughter  from a father, speaks volumes of the father’s affection and the desire to share what he knew  with his daughter. In The Diary of a Young Girl, Anne Frank presents a rare camaraderie she shared with Otto Frank, her father who was  diagonally opposite to her authoritarian and biased mother.

Seetha is 10 years old. She wants to become a fejion dejiner(fashion designer),her father tells me. She is very good,he beams. Though he could never complete his studies, he sees to it that his daughter attends special English classes. Its very important, he says. Yeshaswini is a bright girl and if I ask her who bought her this or that, she always says,my papa, pride shining in her eyes.

Recently Todd Bachman pulled up his daughter’s step father Todd Cendrosky to help him walk OUR daughter, Brittany Peck down the aisle, touching  a chord with numerous step fathers across the world

Doting dads and adoring daughters, a sacred bond !!!