By Vageesha Mishra
Hey folks, so I’m starting another category wherein I will share funny, deep, emotional, happy and other episodes from my life, some of which have even moulded me into the kind of person I am today!
So this incident happened when I was around six that forever forbade me mentally from wearing red clothes around cows and their category except the dear buffaloes, who couldn’t care less with anything around them as long as it’s not life threatening!
Anyway, back to this story. So I was coming back home with my mom. While I wearing a cream frock, my mom was in a red and black saree (for those of you who don’t know what a saree is, it is a wrap around kind of dress but more complicated than that and far worse to handle.)
I have no clue how this idea got planted in my head that cows chase people in red clothes but it was there. So when my eyes fell upon a big cow standing in a corner, minding her business and happily munching something, I was worried.
I told my mom, “mom there’s a cow and you’re wearing red, what if it chases us?”
(Oh no, I was talking in Hindi with my mom, because unlike many of the modern parents of today, my parents believed more in instilling better manners and habits in me than just making me learn English! I agree my English isn’t perfect rather far from it but at least I never ever wreaked havoc at someone’s place while visiting them as a kid!)
My mom said, “Oh don’t worry, cows are very innocent and harmless animals. Don’t look at it and walk calmly.”
I followed everything she said and never even once dared to look at the cow again but the cow seemed to have noticed me because within a second of my mom’s comforting words, the cow started running right behind us.
I was like, “Mom…. ruuuu-nn, it’s chasing us.”
Though my dear mom was shocked, she had to start running along with me to get rid of the cow. But it kept following us. Finally we had to hide ourselves in a store outside of which the cow waited for a while before it decided it wasn’t worth its time and moved on!
We rushed home thereafter and flopped on the sofa nearly breathless.
Other than this, I’ve been chased two more times by cows, all the time I was in red clothes. Phew! Whatever have my red clothes done to you dear moo moo?!