::Of Frog Princess and Pareshan Mummy::

Making of a Frog Princess
My sister is one unique character. Yesterday, she reached the veterinary hospital, as usual decked up like a Safari hunter. Suddenly she felt something moving in her left feet. Scared and squirming, she jumped here and there, gathering quite a crowd around her. The doctor, her mentor, asked her to remove the shoe, and when she did, out came a Frog, of regular size. ๐Ÿ˜€ The doctor kept wondering how she didnโ€™t feel it all the way from home to hospital. 
Seem the frogs just refuse to let go off my sister. ๐Ÿ˜€ Well how can they when sheโ€™s planning to harvest frogs in the house. Wow!! Mom would be so delighted, as if the three creatures (thatโ€™s us) she raised werenโ€™t enough. What exactly she finds fascinating in tadpoles will always remain a mystery to me and I have no intention of venturing further into the topic. 
Mummy ki Phulwari
Hereโ€™s a glimpse of my Momโ€™s pyaari pyaari phulwari (flower garden). After all she needs to keep herself sane among all the insanity that goes around her – sister with hands spelling like pig, bro asking finance for his Nikki welfare (Nikki is dog btw), Maini (my 8 year old cousin) and Dad fighting over the remote, Mommy dear definitely needs to be surrounded by this 
Clicked during my last vacation.


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