After Office, as I got off the bus and walked to my room, I happened to overhear a conversation between two vandoos. One of them was saying that his uncle, a policeman, had a lathi the size of an electric pole! Not to be left behind, the other claimed that his uncle(also a policeman) had gun with which he would shoot any wrongdoer! I had passed them by, and couldnt hear the rest of the conversation, but it brought a flood of memories about a similar fight I had with my friend Karthic when I was a vandoo myself. It embarasses me now, but also brings a smile to the lips in remembrance of those innocent days. So here we go...Karthic : My father is a policeman. His lathi is so long. I'll ask him to beat you with it!
Me : My uncle is a bigger policeman than your dad. He also has a long stick and I will ask him to use it on you!
Karthic(after a while of deep thought) : My father has a Bullet Bike.
Me : My uncle has a gun and another uncle of mine is a military man and he has all the guns in the military with him.
Karthic : I'll ask my father to arrest your uncle!
Me : My uncle is a military man. Your father cant arrest him. I will tell both my uncles to shoot you!
By now Karthic was getting scared and I pressed home my advantage. I called out aloud to my brother to call our uncle. Karthic had had enough and he ran into his house.
Several years had gone by when I came to know that my Policeman Uncle is a Constable who works under Karthic's father - a Sub Inspector! And that my other uncle is an ex-serviceman - he had retired from service even before I was in Kindergarten!!
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