Do not try this at home

I found out last weekend sisters don't really dig rakshabandhan pranks.

Something in me on my way home (on Rakhi evening) makes me message my dear elder sister the following:

Yaar
There is some problem here. I was leaving for home when
I was called for this student council meeting. Can't make it today.
Will call in 1 hr. 

A student council meeting.
Will call in 1 hour.
See how well-crafted and convincing....

I'm going to reach home in another 20 minutes when I send this. I do not expect the Patneypuff girls (thanks to Reshma Sanyal for this nomenclature) to fall for this. They're pretty intelligent and they know me.

But what I don't get is the fact that this is Rakhi and they are sisters. And they've been waiting the whole day for a sight of their loving brother, all ready with the teeka and stuff that mark this precious occasion. That's bad when the brother happens to be as mean as I happen to be. So I land home in the brightest of spirits, expecting two souls to jump with exhileration at the sight of their only brother. The door opens and I see 3 people in total. Mom and two sisters. Crying. Dad's least concerned.

They see me. While my elder sister's tears intensify almost instantly, the younger quickly turns into a raging [insert the fiercest animal according to you here] all ready to tear me into bits and pieces of me. Mom understands easily, since she's mom, not a sis. Dad's least concerned. He rocks.

And thus starts the "kill anjul" routine, where I continuously receive a beating I'm never supposed to forget.

One hour and I get things back to normal. Threatened, beaten(physically), and emotionally blackmailed, I apologize one last time and we get ready for the ceremony. When I realise I was supposed to get gifts. Crap.