My world

I was in a deep, deep slumber when they cut my home into two and plucked me out like a vegetable. Moved me out of my home and cut my ties from my world permanently with a single snip of scissors. And then, they were surprised, these strange beings, when they found me in a state of trauma unable to open my eyes to this new, hostile world.

I have grown used to this world slowly. From three four people initially, it has expanded to six seven people now. Two seem more prominent than the others, and I am being taught to call them "peppae" and "memma". It has taken me time to know which one is which. Both are big but I am quite sure now that the bony one with the long nose is peppa and the fleshy, pretty one is memma.

Peppa is funny. I use him for my daily rides around the house once he comes in the evening. He also tickles me with his thin fingers that move up from my toes to tummy to create a goody-goody sensation, making me laugh. But he can also be very annoying, particularly on days when he is at home in the morning. You know, I like to wake up late on days I am not supposed to go out for exercise and play. Even when I wake up, I like to lie down, and with my face up, admire the fan whirring on the ceiling. Or chew little scraps of paper meditatively. At those ruminative moments, he has to come shouting into the bed, and grab my cheeks violently. Sometimes, I humor him and let him abuse my modesty. But then, he takes my good grace to be compliance and assaults me further with his rough face rubbing my soft cheeks. I usually get rid of him by the simple device of twisting his long nose sharply. Crying "oye oye", he relents and moves away.

The best thing about memma is her tummy. I like to put my nose into it every now and then, and find it to be soft and giving with nothing to hurt unlike Peppa's bones. She wakes me up in the morning more gently than peppa by putting something good and crunchy in my mouth and cuddling me with her smaller nose. She is however even more annoying than peppa at times. She is constantly shouting "aa aa", "ba ba", "pa pa" into my ears, and pointing to strange things which are of no interest to me. Sometimes, I repeat what she is saying to make her happy and go away. At those times, she takes me on her shoulders or tickles me hard.

Memma and peppa think they are smarter than me, and constantly try to teach me one thing or the other. They seldom make any attempt to learn from me though. If they are really so smart, why are they unable to slide down the sofa with the ease and control that I do? Or, gargle and throw water from the mouth precisely into a glass kept at a distance from me?

They are ok but I wish they would bother me a little less and let me on my own a little more.