This is a true story of a boy named Babloo who was born in the far west of India where water is worshiped and filling a pot of water is the sole aim of survival of the human race.
Babloo was a 21-year-old nerd who was known for his slick look and disciplined life. His heavily oiled hair that sent out the aromatic fumes of ‘Jasmine Oil’, were oiled and combed to perfection by his loving mother every morning before he left for college after an hour spent praying for good results and polishing the eight precious rings that he wore on advise by the astrologer.
Babloo’s innocence hadn’t yet been touched by technology as he kept himself drenched in the sea of wisdom, books. Girls, Internet, Facebook and Whatsapp existed in other planets for Babloo because he had no time to waste, not even on recharging his mobile so he lived on giving missed calls to everyone he wished to talk to.
He was the brightest student to have walked the earth in his town who worshiped Einstein every morning, aimed at nothing but 100 percent marks and wept for hours in a dark corner if he scored a 99. Though a nerd, Babloo was all set to face life’s every exam.
He’d take along at least 8 pens to every exam, used his fingers to calculate even when he carried his calculator just to be double sure. He’d write like an answering machine using up multiple supplementary copies when his batch-mates struggled to fill the main answer sheet.
He was always the first person to hit the pillow and also to brush his teeth every morning. Life looked perfect to him but the day he cleared his final exams his parents pronounced him eligible to get married.
One, he was now a graduate, so fit to join his father in the family business of selling Sarees, secondly, he’d reached the legal age of getting married, 21. Babloo had led a celibate life till date so happily agreed on marrying the girl their parents found perfect for him.
On the day of marriage, all the family and friends were beaming with joy swaying to the tunes of ‘Nagin dance’ just when someone in the ‘baraat’ procession uttered ‘ Paani aa gaya’ (water supply has come) minutes before they were to reach the bride’s home. Not only the friends but also Babloo’s mum fled in a flurry to fill water pots as their life depended on the existence of water-filled pots at home.
The ‘Mahurat’ was missed due to the chaos to fill water, leaving the bride hurt, heart-broken and seriously contemplating her fate on getting married in a water maniac family. The marriage finally happened with the bride and groom happily stepping into their new life.
On the first night, Babloo kissed the bride expressing a desire to have a daughter just like his beautiful bride. The coy bride blushed and waited for more but her anticipation met loud snores from Babloo every night from then on. Flustered, worrying about Babloo having an extra-marital affair, one fine evening Babloo’s wife confronted him about her concerns.
“Every day you say to me you wish for a daughter like me, then why haven’t you taken any step to make that wish come true in the two months since our marriage?” complained Babloo’s wife.
“Who said I am not working for it?” replied Babloo in a surprised tone.
“What work are you talking about?” asked his wife, who looked more shocked and taken by surprise than Babloo.
“Don’t I kiss you every night before going to sleep? That’s how we are going to make a beautiful daughter” uttered Babloo before smiling and going off to sleep.
Not sure how to tackle this face-palm moment of her life, Babloo’s wife slapped her forehead before breaking into an uncontrollable sob. An hour later she decided to speak to her elder sister about it, who advised her to take Babloo to Dr.Chatur.
Babloo’s wife was a little apprehensive in the start but finally decided to visit him with Babloo after spending a lot of time convincing Babloo to visit the doctor.
The doctor had already been briefed about their case on the phone.
After a brief introduction and checking on Babloo’s vital parameters Dr. Chatur gave Babloo a dose of his wisdom and within moments he saw Babloo ease out. His shoulders dropped, he looked relaxed and smiled wide.
That marked the beginning of a happy married life for Babloo and his wife who have been following Dr. Chatur’s (secret) advice non-stop and are now proud parents of two daughters.
The Song on my mind: Main ladki po po po ~ Hera Pheri
P.S.- All cartoons have been drawn by me, please do not copy.
The pot picture has been adapted from here.