Before coming to this apartment,I used to stay in a rented house near the Airport. Our portion was adjacent to the owner's. He had two sons,aged around six and eight. The younger one was truly a nuisance to all of the tenants. He used to place small bricks and stones near our door so that if we walk on those unnoticed,definitely we would get injured. Twice I managed to escape severe injuries,once my knees got badly scraped. Complaining was not a solution,we didn't want our water supply to get cut or rubbish disposed at our doorstep! We had to digest everything with silent fury. One day he almost pushed me down the stairs,I caught the stair railings on time to avoid the accident. He liked to throw stones at dogs and cats,which I didn't like at all. But how to stop him,I didn't know really.
His brother had weird timing sense for practising his percussion lessons.Let it be 5 in the morning or 11 at night,he used to practise with such a vigorous attempt, we almost accepted the fact that he's going to be the true successor of Shivamani! But one day all the practising stopped suddenly,and the instruments were thrown into the store room. The reason was not clear to us. But after this he grew an irritating habit of time pass. He started peeping into our room either through the window or the key hole at the door! It was really irritating. I caught him 2-3 times and asked him not to do so as it is indecent. But the boy paid no heed and challenged me directly," It's my father's house, I can do anything......who are you to object?" I complained to his mom and he got nicely slapped,but his behaviour didn't change. My hubby got irritated when he came to know. How can you expect a boy to behave so rudely when he's at fault? I was searching for some way desperately to get rid of this peeping tom.
One day God dropped the opportunity on my lap. My hubby was watching the TNA wrestling before leaving for his work. I was also watching,when he left I didn't bother to change the channel,but kept watching. John Cena was winning over Randy Orton.......I enjoyed the way he threw Randy on the floor and squeezed him till he started giving up. Unknowingly,I was cheering them up with aiming punches in the air. Suddenly,with the corner of my eyes I saw the boy is peeping through the window. He was obviously startled seeing this new side of me,I saw the fear on his face. He gaped at my recoiled fists. I knew,it's my chance to do something. I had a bottle of water near me. As Cena succeeded to defeat Orton,I let out a blood curling howl,lifted the PET bottle and slammed it against the window bars. Then I looked at the boy with a maniac expression on my face and bloodshot eyes. The boy shrieked, vanished from the window and sprinted towards his room with full force. My eyes become red if I stare at TV or something else for a long time,that day I utilized that very efficiently!I was already rolling on the floor laughing,but before that I didn't forget to close the window. I didn't want him to come back n realize that I set up the whole thing only to get rid of him.
This worked like magic,from that day both the boys started avoiding me. Whenever I used to be near them,they tried to get vanished from the scene as soon as they could. I understood,being maniac,or at least acting like one sometimes produces good result. I hope those kids don't read this article at least! Good riddance............
