It was a long hot summer vacation and school was closed for all of us. We tried to pass the days as spiritedly as we could until we got bored. And then all of a sudden, the Eureka moment struck us! What was it? Read on to find out.

Just like the cultural shows back in school, we planned to organize a “Variety Show program” in the complex we lived.

We started to list all the events of the program including singing, dancing, drama, speech and others. But there was one special event, “The Talking Dwarf’ performed my sister and me, which was full of life and humor.

So how did we create the dwarf? I wore the legs of my green trousers on my hands and put my palms in sport shoes and I was in front resting my hands on the top of a chair. My sister was behind me. She put her hands through the hands of a slit open sweater, of which the back appeared in front of me. My sister had the buttons of the sweater buckled up at her back.

Therefore, the dwarf we created had my hands as his feet and my sister’s hands as his hands. There was a folded saree background screen held by two more participants hiding my sister.

It was an open stage program with no curtains on the floor of our complex where we lived. I talked and addressed the audience, with my hands still (the dwarf’s feet) while my sister’s hands (the dwarf’s hands actually) moved continuously while I talked.

All the families with their children were laughing their hearts out. I also put Nivea cream above and below my lips to look extra funny. So I looked funny and also talked funny. Here goes:

I am a lonely guy. Will no one shake hands with me? Come on up – shake hands and let’s get introduced. I have crossed miles to be in this show to see all of you. I am getting disappointed now. So no one will rise and shake hands with me? At least it is nice to see all of you sitting there and watching me. That naturally makes me happy. I am hopping away because I don’t want to waste any more of your time. By the way, the program is just starting to rock. So stay tuned and there are many more special events to come up. Goodbye.”

Saying that my sister with the sweater, me with the shoes and trousers on my hands and the other two persons who were holding the saree background screen ran away from the scene. And the secret almost got blurted out. But it was worth it. The audience roared with laughter and enjoyed the “The Talking Dwarf” event thoroughly.

We organized the “Variety Show program” in our floor of the complex that we lived for two years in a row and we made a name for ourselves. People in other apartments got to know us better, admired us and gave us all the love we needed.