I can stand what sound like shouting matches between you, ma'am, your child and your visitors; an infrequent quarrel between the two of you serves to entertain me; and I suppose it is edifying, in its own way, to hear you struggle to communicate in English (which you do - communicate, I mean, though the form your words take usually makes me raise an eyebrow). But is it really fair to mar my day by subjecting me to such a picture as above first thing in my morning, before I have properly woken up and got the courage to wrest with the challenges the day will throw at me?
I hope you will admit the justice of my plea and do your utmost to prevent such occurences in future.
The quiet-loving woman in the flat above yours.
*1 here. And yeah, they're back from vacation.
Phew! What else can one say:(
Sheesh. That could have been me yelling at the dogs to stay quiet or not fight while I go for a bath! I talk to them and give them instructions as if they are people who can understand and will follow.
Dipali: Well, at least I'm getting blog-fodder out of it!
Pallu: Well, she wasn't just going for a bath, she was IN the bathroom.
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