WIFE,SON AND MASTER BATHROOM.

Preface:

"Why varalotti alone  publishes in the Face book and why can't we also try something" it flashed in me last night, when I didn't get sleep.  Of course,it is too much to think like that. He is having amazing knowledge,vocabulary and writing is very spontaneous,besides his having 4 digits friends on Face book. But mind is not in our control and so I made this first (perhaps may be final also) attempt.  Hope he will forgive me.

We  moved into the new apartment and my son couldn't come for shifting, for one reason or the other.  Almost all things were repacked and arranged as planned. We had dinner and sat in the "Balcony" for a while.

"See,we can use the Master Bed Room,since we put the cot there.  But don't act smart for using the "Master Bath room" attached to it.  The apartment  is purchased by our son and it is meant for him and his family.  We can use only the other one which is common and Indian"

 My wife gave me serious instruction.  I simply nodded with an unwarranted smile which I practiced,after my retirement.  There was no provision for her to lock the room from outside lest she would have done that also as a precaution.  The instruction was followed carefully. 

"Dad,I couldn't get neither leave nor reservation;I got  ticket by "KPN" travels on this night and will return by "RockFort Express" on Sunday night" my son told me on a Saturday afternoon.

My wife started preparations for his arrival.  she opened the Master Bath Room and had a survey.  

"Please bring the stick and clear the "cobwebs" on all the four corners" My wife shouted.  Just then only, I got my net connection and was busy with making comments on Sridharji's posting.  I deserted it half way and entered the room half minded.

I tried to bolt the door from inside and the tower bolt was not fitting properly.  I wanted to check all the fittings.  When I opened and closed the hand wash tube,water started leaking from it's mouth even after closure.  The pipe on the wash basin was rotating at 180 degrees on opening. 

My wife was out of moods." Go and get the building supervisor" she shouted.  It was already Saturday evening and none were available except security, who said I have to wait till Monday.  "what to do now" My wife started kneading her hands.

"Sorry,Dad,my boss is alighting at Chennai,on his way to Tirupathi and I have to stay back" my son told me at 10 p.m.  

"Oh,God,You saved me this time" my wife had a relief.

Monday morning sharp at 7.30 a.m,  I informed the supervisor and he sent all the artisans to attend.  Things were settled. 

"You performed house warming somewhere in February and till now the bath room is not in use. Unless you make use of it,it won't work nice."

All the artisans told us in a stereo type manner and my wife looked at me for my usual smile.

Moral:"A coin has one more side" for my wife.

          "A cat (me)should not burn it's body on seeing a tiger(Sridharji)" for myself