You know how when you live with somebody,you start to recogonize their sounds?
Like when my brother gets back home,he swings the door open,making this loud creak,slamming it almost often,and then he basically bounces acrossing the living room with a chirpy and high-on-energy "Hey mom/dad/shar!!!"
When my mom comes home,she sort of slides into the house and efficiently strides to the kitchen usually humming or otherwise muttering under her breath when the telephone,cooker and door bell all scream out for attention at the very same moment.
My dad's a different sort of person,he barely makes a sound,even while he's in this franctic rush or something. Its like this inherent...maybe..courtesy or something??I can hardly ever say he's home unless he knocks and gets in.
Me?
I make as much noise as is humanly possible.
Saturday, April 7, 2007
The doors..
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2 comments:
hey this is so cool! very cool topic indeed.... I might steal sum of ur ideas! :P
and u were wondering wat 2 write about?
very awesome sharu... keep it up!
lol..so finally u confess sharanya=loud!!! =P not bad not bad.....well we knew it anyway hahaa..
but hey dats rily true! i just know whoz noise it is..like ummm...i dunno, but i remember practicing 2 identify who dropped the steel dish..my mom or aunty, coz both of them drop it in a diff way and its a gud way 2 waste time loll..
so post karte rehneka kya? aur post nai kiya naa..daak doonga idarich! ;)
ciao!!
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