Very often people around me may question my sanity ... I would like to have them know that it is not my fault. It simply runs in the family.
Don't get me wrong, they are all very intelligent and accomplished people but genius has its draw backs like the cuckooness that comes with it.
My father who is a director of an esteemed college and was an armed forces officer in the past, this brilliant man with his love for education and reading, he is like my personal encyclopedia and that is not all! He sings too! and well at that (when he wants) BUT when he sings at home it is usually the worst songs that were ever produced by the film industry and are hardly heard of, these songs are such that one of my age has an issue believing that they ever even existed.
That is not all! He loves singing loopy versions of songs to little kids so that they believe that that is the right way to sing for them till the end of their lives.
Exhibit A - Me, I believed that the famous song "Jeevan ke suffar mein raahi" my dad taught it to me as " jeeTWO ke suffar mein raahi" and I would argue with everyone who would tell me otherwise. Right now he is sitting besides me making direct translations from Hindi songs into various other languages. He also puns non stop and is slightly sadistic when it comes to dealing with male friends of his daughter.
Next person of note on this list is my mother who is an HOD for Biology in an international school, she is also amazingly talented may it be painting, drawing or presentations, her talent has no equal. Her teaching skills are so note worthy that she has students whom she taught 10 to 15 years ago calling her and saying they miss her. As a student I know that this is a huge achievement as I forgot most of my teachers the moment I stepped out of school barring the few exceptional ones.
Now her students might find this hard to imagine but my mommy dearest has multiple tiny tiny tiny OCDs. These go something like this;
1. She must HONK the horn before every turn! Blind, not blind, the road itself turning, doesn't matter... turn = HONK
2. When she starts cleaning NOTHING escapes her sight! The curtains must be clean-ok, but my mom will scrub the curtain rings too, the plants must be brought into the house for beautifying the house-ok, but every leaf must be wiped clean.
3.She makes everyone in the house wash their hands at least 3 times before feeding us and loads of other times during the rest of the day.
4.She believes firmly that people don't understand her instructions clearly ( I blame this on years of teaching dud children-me included) she repeats the instructions at least thrice then she makes you repeat it after which she is usually still unsure and then does it herself.
Now to continue towards my darling brother, man! I don't even know where to begin with this one. He is smart, intelligent and most of all unbelievably creative in his thought process and imagination. He is wonderful in doing the things he wants to do and otherwise he is a lazy lump.
He sits non stop on his table and demands to be served food all the time, once the food reaches him the dishes piled around his desk never reach the sink. He can eat like a glutton and wipes out food meant for the entire family. He is sarcastic and mean and when deprived of food these qualities multiply. A gossip monger if there ever was one this bro of mine blames his love for gossip on the fact that he is just "looking for a story" and "inspiration can strike anywhere".
He also masters the art of Spoonerism eg; He walks into the kitchen to wash a plate, looks frantically for his bike keys to find them clutched in his hand, he can never remember to convey a message or even walk out of the house without forgetting something crucial. He is, as the British would put it, a real work of art.
Now I have a laundry list of defects myself but I don't see a need to get into that right now *grin* because the aim of this article was that I could ultimately say " Hey! can you blame me?"
Don't get me wrong, they are all very intelligent and accomplished people but genius has its draw backs like the cuckooness that comes with it.
My father who is a director of an esteemed college and was an armed forces officer in the past, this brilliant man with his love for education and reading, he is like my personal encyclopedia and that is not all! He sings too! and well at that (when he wants) BUT when he sings at home it is usually the worst songs that were ever produced by the film industry and are hardly heard of, these songs are such that one of my age has an issue believing that they ever even existed.
That is not all! He loves singing loopy versions of songs to little kids so that they believe that that is the right way to sing for them till the end of their lives.
Exhibit A - Me, I believed that the famous song "Jeevan ke suffar mein raahi" my dad taught it to me as " jeeTWO ke suffar mein raahi" and I would argue with everyone who would tell me otherwise. Right now he is sitting besides me making direct translations from Hindi songs into various other languages. He also puns non stop and is slightly sadistic when it comes to dealing with male friends of his daughter.
Next person of note on this list is my mother who is an HOD for Biology in an international school, she is also amazingly talented may it be painting, drawing or presentations, her talent has no equal. Her teaching skills are so note worthy that she has students whom she taught 10 to 15 years ago calling her and saying they miss her. As a student I know that this is a huge achievement as I forgot most of my teachers the moment I stepped out of school barring the few exceptional ones.
Now her students might find this hard to imagine but my mommy dearest has multiple tiny tiny tiny OCDs. These go something like this;
1. She must HONK the horn before every turn! Blind, not blind, the road itself turning, doesn't matter... turn = HONK
2. When she starts cleaning NOTHING escapes her sight! The curtains must be clean-ok, but my mom will scrub the curtain rings too, the plants must be brought into the house for beautifying the house-ok, but every leaf must be wiped clean.
3.She makes everyone in the house wash their hands at least 3 times before feeding us and loads of other times during the rest of the day.
4.She believes firmly that people don't understand her instructions clearly ( I blame this on years of teaching dud children-me included) she repeats the instructions at least thrice then she makes you repeat it after which she is usually still unsure and then does it herself.
Now to continue towards my darling brother, man! I don't even know where to begin with this one. He is smart, intelligent and most of all unbelievably creative in his thought process and imagination. He is wonderful in doing the things he wants to do and otherwise he is a lazy lump.
He sits non stop on his table and demands to be served food all the time, once the food reaches him the dishes piled around his desk never reach the sink. He can eat like a glutton and wipes out food meant for the entire family. He is sarcastic and mean and when deprived of food these qualities multiply. A gossip monger if there ever was one this bro of mine blames his love for gossip on the fact that he is just "looking for a story" and "inspiration can strike anywhere".
He also masters the art of Spoonerism eg; He walks into the kitchen to wash a plate, looks frantically for his bike keys to find them clutched in his hand, he can never remember to convey a message or even walk out of the house without forgetting something crucial. He is, as the British would put it, a real work of art.
Now I have a laundry list of defects myself but I don't see a need to get into that right now *grin* because the aim of this article was that I could ultimately say " Hey! can you blame me?"
