IRONY----

Present day---

I am sitting in front of my television, but one thing is very wrong the remote is not in my hand. How can that be?

I am the youngest in my house...so quite simply I RULE…what I say goes, what I want happens and what I want the ‘idiot box’ to do it does.

All through out the week I have been excited. Many things were happening this week-Roger Federer tries to become immortal my becoming the king of Roland Garoos , Lewis Hamilton may finally proof youth and ruthless aggression triumphs over all, and most importantly “Beckham is back” and hopefully with a bang. Also I have my regular sitcoms and I think KJo has invited Shetty sisters this time (talk about souring temperatures) .
But what now…all seems like a mirage because “the remote is not in my hand.” Now the reason for this truly unlikely occurrence is that there is someone younger than me in the house now. He know controls destiny.

Although I tried to persuade then intimidate him, he dodged all my attacks using his ‘magical shield’. Each time I attack he counter attacks “BADIMOM, look what bhaiya is doing”. My mom arrives at the scene of crime and I am reminded my age (literally).

So cornered I surrender to the watching habits of my kid cousin. So first it’s the oldest crew member “CARTOON NETWORK”. It starts with Power puff girls (and he calls himself a boy…errr), cant believe this my interesting some day...How LAME, but it gets worst Swami, Birbal maharaji and it went on….whatever happened to Tom and Jerry or Tintin. Please I can’t take it any more changed the channel, which he did but soon I wished he hadn’t. Now it was Disney channel--cartoons I had never heard of and all of them where in Hindi-God save me. But them the straw that broke the camel’s (read BIDU’s) back, some channel called POGO which will double as a torture chamber. Seeing adults dress up in monkey suits making faces, cracking the worst jokes, asking their foolish and childish (again literally) viewers to imitate and repeat their words seemed too much to handle.

It was as if we were reliving the Stone Age, all our achievements seemed immaterial, every thing was either green or pink with spots, a meaningless smile and every one hopped, skipped for reasons unknown.That was it, my mind was slipping away.
I had no option but to run, which I did.I ran out of the room with my ears blocked using my palms and then it struck me…the IRONY.FLASHBACK …10 years ago