Drivels of a 6 year old boy.

I always wanted to write about things that happened during my gay days. After a long pause this will be the best thing for me to write. With thought of me myself and Anoop and enough gossip, I will try and pen things and events in episodes that shaped the present me, through my old days.

…….Anoop from under mamas wings, to squelch under a big BUTT.
“Grind between the cheeks”
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Chapter 1 : What I like

I like to lie on my stomach slung over daddy’s knee, with my arms and legs dangling down like clothes on a line. I like to play caroms, chess and snakes n ladders, but only if I win. I don't like if I don't.

I like to listen to a beetle scratching inside a box. I like to talk to dad about our dog, and how cute he is. As soon as we move into a bigger apartment than our small 2 bedroom quarters where dogs are not allowed, we’re going to buy a dog and train it, feed it and wash it. The dog will be a very intelligent, bouncy dog, and it will play in the mud and catch balls, and follow me around where ever I go like a devoted dog.

I like to watch TV no matter what is on it, except when the guy with thick glasses come explaining mathematics on a white board.
I like to breathe hard after running real fast, but most of all I like to sing and sing real loud.
I like to hear stories that starts with "long long ago.." and "once upon a time.."
I like to listen to stories about "kapish" the brown baboon, from my granny. When we move into a bigger apartment we will get a baboon and it will live in the bathroom.
I like to swim in the shallows where the mud sticks to my feet, I like it better when the water is flowing and the sand under my feet rubs against my legs and tickles.
I like to March and parade around my grannies house holding the banana leaf high and coconut leaves stuck in my trousers like bullets around my waist.
I like to call people on the telephone.
I like to hammer and saw, I like to dig mud with my hands and also with a shovel.
I like to chew something when I walk; I love frogs and black beetles.
Every time I catch one I like to put it in my match box cage or in the plastic bag I carry in my pocket to catch earth worms when I dig. I love to watch the black beetles crawl every where on the table while I eat. I like to hear granny scream “get that disgusting thing out" and then dash to the kitchen.
I like to laugh. Sometimes I do not feel like but I force myself to, and before you know it, everything really seems to be funny.

I like to hop and jump around when i am very happy. Once while waiting for my tender coconut, which was being plucked, I was hopping around my grandpa
"What’s all this about" he said.
"I am skipping because you are my grandpa"
He understood.
I love tender coconuts. When we move to a bigger apartment we will plant a coconut tree in our yard and I will eat all the coconuts that will grow on them.
I like to smell gasoline and kerosene and paint.

I like to go to the local shop and drink soda with lemon drips. They send prickles up my nose and make my eyes tear.
When I climb the wooden stairs I like to make as much noise as possible. I like bunnies because they have such cute faces and long ears.
I like many things!