Main sochti thi ghar hi ek aisi jagah hoti hai jahan aadmi sukoon se reh sakta hai… lekin meri zindagi mein sukoon ka sabse bada dushman nikle — padosi ke bacche!

Roz subah jaise hi main chai lekar balcony mein baithti… tabhi “Auntyyyyyy ball de do!” ki awaaz aa jaati.
Pehle toh pyaar se ball wapas karti thi… phir dheere-dheere samajh aaya ki yeh koi ek din ka kaam nahi hai, yeh toh daily serial hai!

Ek din main kitchen mein kaam kar rahi thi, achanak dhadaam!
Maine bhaag kar dekha — meri khidki ka glass toot chuka tha… aur neeche se awaaz,
“Aunty sorryyy… six lag gaya!”

Mujhe samajh nahi aa raha tha ki inhe cricket academy bheju ya khud jungle bhaag jaun!

Aur sirf ball hi nahi… kabhi bell bajakar bhaag jaana, kabhi gate ke bahar chalk se art bana dena — ek din toh unhone mere door par likh diya “Haunted House” 😳

Gusse mein maine decide kiya — aaj toh inki mummy se baat karungi!
Main full attitude ke saath unke ghar gayi…

Par jaise hi unki mummy ne door khola aur bola,
“Arey didi, chai piyengi?”

Mera saara gussa wahi pighal gaya 😅

Baithkar baat hui… pata chala bacche bas bore ho jaate hain, isliye shararat karte hain.
Us din maine socha — chalo problem solve karte hain, war nahi.

Agla din… maine un sab bacchon ko ghar bulaya 🍪
Unke liye biscuits aur ek rule banaya:
“Ball kheloge… par window safe! Bell bajani hai toh bhaagna nahi!”

Aur kya… aaj wahi bacche jab aate hain toh kehte hain,
“Aunty aap best ho!” ❤️

Haan thoda shor ab bhi hota hai… par ab irritation nahi, hasi aati hai.