It had taken all my efforts to get the pair of them to finally settle down for the night. Being the first day of summer holidays my twins were too excited to sleep. But it was 10-30 in the night and I was at the end of my tether. As a last resort, having failed the firm-parent role, I simply yelled at them to go to bed and to stay put, hurting my already sore throat in the process.
It had been a really long day for me, trying to complete my assignment and also seeing to it that the twins were entertained and did not get into mischief, not to mention the housework too. I sighed wishing Shekhar was home and not travelling on official work, that too for two long weeks. A fortnight?! I balked at the thought. By the time he was be back, I would surely be sticking straws in my hair.
I sighed and sat down at the dressing table for my before-bed-time ritual of applying night cream on my face. This was one thing I insisted on doing however tired I felt, especially when the mirror had started showing me the fine lines on my face, as also the crows feet at the corners of my eyes. Dammit, I was only thirty!
I picked up the iPod and earphones from my table. Listening to some music before sleep is my form of unwinding. Shucks. My throat felt really bad. I better have the cough syrup if I did not want to end up coughing in the middle of my presentation tomorrow. I remembered I had left the bottle on the dining table.
Opening the bedroom door I walked down the corridor without switching on the light. There was enough filtering in through the curtained window anyway, from the street lamp outside, to make my way. I rounded the corner and froze in shock, the scream that wanted release, trapped and struggling in my throat.There was a leering demoniac face in neon peering at me, and one more behind. What really shook me was the blood curdling yell that the demons let loose.
“Shut up!” I hissed. “You will wake the neighbours.”
Of course, a second too late perhaps, but I guessed who the demons were. The brats of mine had disobeyed orders and were roaming the house in their silly costume, a gift from their indulgent Uncle.
“Mom! Is that you?”
The voice was small and a little scared. The other one piped in reproachfully,
“You scared us! Why have you painted your face?!”
And then,
“And your hair is different too!”
Aww… the poor things. I felt sorry for having inadvertently scared them even though they had no business to be up past their bed-time, particularly when they had been ordered not to. I reached for the light switch, flooding the room with fluorescent light.
“That’s not paint, silly!” I said ruffling both heads. “Mom has just applied some face cream! And my hair is in curlers. Look, there is nothing to be scared of!”
Then remembering, I said in a stern voice,
“What are you boys doing out of bed?”
They exchanged sheepish looks and giggled, then as if on cue said in unison,
“We wanted to scare you!”
Aha…!
“And instead you yourself got scared by me, right?” I asked cheekily and added in a saccharine sweet voice,
“That’s what happens when you disobey Mom!”
They groaned as I led them back to their room and tucked them in. Poor dears, their prank had backfired on them. They will have to live that down for the next couple of days. I had just bought myself at least two days of respite.
Your post should contain the three words, earphones, cough syrup and prank.
This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda
Beautiful short story and I love the idea of twims playing prank on their mom.
Thanks, Swati! 🙂
You are welcome 🙂 After a long time I got to read something from you. How are you and Luci and L&M. By the way I had tagged you in a post related to Labs. Hope you have seen that. 🙂
Is that on FaceBook? We are fine. Thanks for asking. Eagerly awaiting the visit of second son 🙂
yes it is on facebook, I am getting mails from them everyday will forward them to you as well. Just have a look.
Congratulations! I didn’t know you had twins. How was the experience with their upbringing. great post and a deserving winner.
Errr… is the congratulation for ‘twins’?! 😛 😉 I am quoting you in my next post. Hope you don’t mind 😉
I will wait for your post eagerly 🙂
Sounds just like you, Shail 😉
Except that I am too lazy for creams and don’t own rollers. The most I manage to do is brush my teeth 😛
The rest… oh yeah 😛
LOL!!
Poor kiddos! 😉
😉
I love mean mothers stories, they resonate with me. This is wonderful
I think we should have a Meanie Mom stories or something like that 😀
hahahah!! I know that whenever I put my mehndi conditioner on my hair, I do get weird looks from my kids! 😀
Nice take on the prompt, Shail!
Even dogs give weird looks if you look different. I remember the first time my dog back at my parents’ place saw me with my towel around my head after my bath, she started barking, rather cautiously because after all I was already inside the house 😛 😛
The kiddos were scared instead. loved the post.
Lol, yes 🙂 Thanks Kalpana 🙂
This had me laughing out loud Shail . A lovely take on the prompt 🙂
Thanks Sri. 🙂
That’s a sweet li’l story!! Enjoyed it! 🙂
Glad you did 🙂
Such a cute story 😉 after watching many demon movies I really thought may be there will be a twist !
Thank god !
and “WWOW” prompt so intelligently put Shai. Well done
Thanks Afshan. 🙂 You did not write this time?!
Nice story Shail – loved that the prank backfired.
Thank you, Suzy 🙂 Yea, poor little fellows 😉
This was such a cute, heartwarming story and good effective use of the three words for the prompt as well…
Thank you! Hey, what’s your name? Addressing you as Mahabore is maha bore 😛
My name is Jairam 😀
Okay. Thanks Jairam 🙂
LOL ! Nice take on the prompt 🙂
Thanks, Ruch 🙂
Fabulous, I could just imagine it, like the kids who ress up for Halloween and find out it’s not that much fun visiting a neighbours home that is haunted, even in their scary costumes!
Welcome to Shail’s Nest, Claire 🙂 Haha, that sounds quite funny. I can imagine kids in scary dress being scared! 😀 Thanks for the share!
Wow! Twins! I love mommy storiess… 😉 And congrats on WOW!
P.S. I have nominated you for the Wonderful Team Membership Award, if you would like, do accept.
http://sheethalsusan89.blogspot.com/2013/08/its-raining-awards-d.html#comment-form
Thanks Susan and thank again for the award. I am honored. 🙂
Ahahaha! Loouvvvv this mom! And her little pranksters too!
Thanks, Ush. 😀
hey Shail nominated u for a bunch of awards shalbheeroo.wordpress.com/2013/08/25/awards-happy-anniversary-tazein/
congrats:)
Wow Vishal! Thank you! Much honored.
Congratulations Shail! I didn’t make it this time as well! 😦
Thanks, Swati. Yeah you were pretty late. Better luck next time.
thank you! I guess I tend to forget the link every Saturday
That’s such a nice story. I loved the prank. I can absolutely understand how a prank feels when it backfires…I have got myself involved in some. Nice post.
Haha! A prankster, eh? 😀
Such a neat tale! You managed to weave in the cue words wonderfully. Well done. 🙂
Thank you, Debo 🙂
ha ha… good one. I can imagine the fright the kids had. 😉
Thanks Jyothi 🙂
Interesting…
Just wondering what all that mom of twins, whom you met in US, has stored up in her future ??? 😉
I really shudder to think 😉
haha interesting story. enjoyed your writing style.. 🙂
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Welcome to Shail’s Nest, Rat. Frankly I am scared of rats (mice and lizards and spiders too), but I hope you won’t scare me 😛 Just kidding 🙂
Thanks you! 🙂
You are naughty. Aren’t you Shai? 😀 this was one superbly crafted short story.
My comment is lost or what??? *Confused*
anyways trying again,
“You are naughty. Aren’t you Shail? 😀 this was one superbly crafted short story. This was no doubt a WOW post” 🙂
P.S: Can’t replace the gravator link with my blog link. it says comment could not be posted. 😦
http://mywhitewindow.blogspot.in/
You are naughty. Aren’t you Shail? 😀 This was one superbly crafted short story. No doubt it is a WOW post.
Sigh, what I am not in real life, I can be in my writings. Eh? 😉 😉