Oscar-Worthy Tuition Fights 💥

Hey lovess ❤️, 

                So, today was supposed to be a holiday. A calm, peaceful holiday. But when you take tuition for kids, even “holiday” comes with a twist. 🌸

Me and my sister take tuition for little kids , there is this two little siblings : Ritesh (the elder brother) and Nehtra (the younger sister). Since schools were off for Mila-di-Nambi and Onam, we told the kids there’d be no tuition either. Simple, right? But no. One hour before class time, their mom texts me: “Will there be tuition today?”

I said, “No aunty, it’s a holiday. So, no tuition too.”

And she goes, “But if school is holiday, why not tuition? They can still learn something! At home they only ride cycles all day, not even studying for 10 minutes. Please make them study something.”

So, fine. I agreed. But here’s the fun part , when I told Netra, the little girl, that there would be tuition, she gave me the most dramatic “NOOOO.” She was dead serious: “It’s a holiday. I already decided to ride my cycle.” 🤣 She even ran home to question her mom like a lawyer: “Why did you ask for tuition today?!” After some tears, some clever acting, and a sweet deal, she came back smiling like nothing happened. This girl knows how to manipulate people, one second crying, the next second charming everyone with her smile. Truly, a little mastermind.

Anyway, tuition went well, until… ten minutes before ending. And of course, what happens in those ten minutes? A fight. Over a drawing book. Nehtra wanted to color, Ritesh didn’t want to give it, and the battle began.

Now comes the best part: Netra grabs my belt (yes, MY belt) to beat him. But remember, she’s smart. She knows if she actually hits him, he’ll hit her back harder. So what does she do? She pretends! She’s swinging the belt, beating my bed, while Ritesh screams like he’s really getting hurt. Both of them acting like Oscar-winning drama kids. 🤣

I swear, I was laughing so much I had to record it. It was pure comedy. Me and my sister were reminded of our own childhood fights, except ours were real. We fought with actual scratches and scars, not this “pretend fight” with laughter at the end.

The best part? After all the fake beating and fake crying, both of them laughed too. We all laughed so hard our stomachs hurt. Childhood is just magical like that. It makes you realize, these little silly fights are what become the sweetest memories later.

“Siblings: the only enemy you can’t live without.” 💛