[	Tags	|	childhood, memories	]
[	Current Mood	|	rejuvenated	]
[	Current Music	|	Bas Yun Hi - KK (composed by Rajeev-Merlin)	]

Today evening, I got a call from an unknown cell number which was of Mumbai. It were my nephews (aged 10 and 6) who were on the line, the younger one was on the phone and asked for me and when I asked him how he got my number, he replied that the elder one dialed the number. During the conversation, I thought that the number belonged to my cousin's wife (and I was right). The two brats, without her knowledge had called me up and both were making talks that the other one wanted to talk to me and they did talk few things about computer games etc they play... and when I asked them to handover the phone to my sister-in-law, they hesitated and told that she was talking with her friends, and then eventually I asked them to get back to their school homeworks and not waste time on phone.

It reminded me of my own ventures some 10 years ago, when I used to use the landline at my home to make calls without the knowledge of my parents (who'd found it out later, and gave me good 'affectionate' treatment).

After wondering whom to inform about this, I informed their mother an hour later, who in-turn thought that they called me up from their landline and I explained to her that it was from her cell though she said she had locked the keypad. She then recited to me that she too has been wondering how her pre-paid balance goes low inspite of her not using the cell, so this is the reason maybe. I really don't know since when these kids are doing this 'stuff'

I requested my sister-in-law not to be very harsh to them, and to keep a check so that they do not repeat it often, once a while is okay. I know the kids might be finding it as fun now, so did I some 10-12 years ago. This is the initial stage for those kids as well, I felt as if I revisited my childhood. No wonder they do trouble me like hell whenever they are around and only make me realise how much I troubled their father - my cousin brother. But then, I consider this as part of growing-up.

Also sometime in 2005, when I visited my brother's place, these kids narrated to me about one of their ventures. The younger one used to throw away bread toasts, chapatis and whatever given to him for breakfast into a empty flower vase which was kept as a show piece at their home, and later he used to go to his mother and shout, "Mummy, FINISH" and go to school/play. I did enjoy listening to all of it, but I informed their mother before leaving and keep a check on same, since if some bad odour started coming out of the vase later, and my brother comes to know of it - the kids will be subject to 'affectionate' treatment

Am sure, many of you reading this might have done all this, or much more greater ventures in childhood!