It was all dark dark. My susu was coming. I ran to the bathroom
Locked!
I ran to Daddy ka bathroom
Means everywhere was dark and still I ran…
Locked!
I was jumping and jumping and jumping…
Amma came out. Amma saw and quickly quickly: DON’T RUN IN THE BATHROOM!
Always she’ll say…
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I came out. Daddy also came out and brushing brushing he went to stand in the verandah
I also went to the verandah. The sky is dark still, little also sun didn’t come
Daddy: Arre! My little sunshine woke up! 5.30 and she’s awake! Today the sun will rise from the West!
What?
Daddy: Usually the sun rises from the East, today it will rise from the West.
But Sun never came
Why Daddy is smiling?
Amma: Kondhe, I made your milk now, come…
I don’t want milk! I want to play
Amma: You come and sit. Play after milk. Come
I went to the table and put my leg on the chair
Leg on…
Not leg
Knee
I saw inside the milk… Chheee!! There’s that blwaack…
Daddy: What?
Dirty!!! ‘Aadai’
Daddy: That’s cream! The most nutritious part of the milk. It’ll give you strength
Amma: I’ll remove it, wait. I’ll get a spoon
Daddy: What? You’ll remove the cream! Who removes cream?? Utter waste of hard-earned money! I buy thick milk so that my tiny children can grow well! When I was a child I used to want…
Daddy went away then Daddy came back and stood near the table
Then Daddy went away
Means Daddy is going round round
Amma did round round with one spoon
I wanted to see
That dirty ‘aadai’ eee, chhee, that ‘aadai’ broke!
Make ALL the aadai go away!
Amma! ALL that dirty! ALL! Bwaack!
Daddy came and saw in my glass: There’s nothing, come on, enough of this nonsense! Now drink. Come on! I’ll close your nose, good open your mouth… aaa
And milk came in my mouth but… aadai also came
Like fountain everything came out
All aadai there was
Daddy: This girl spat! SPAT!!
Aadai came!
Daddy: There was NO aadai
Amma: You put too much at once! She didn’t spit. She couldn’t, her mouth was open
YAAA!
My heart made everything to go out
Daddy: WHAT? What heart?!? You dared to spit!!
Yes, Miss only said, my heart is here
Daddy: That’s your neck! HEH! Heart! Bloody I’ll wring your neck! I’ll throw you out! You GO to your Mama’s house! I’ll take his children here! They want food, I’ll feed them! You want to go hungry, he’ll keep you without food!!
Okay
I’ll go
Then I can play also with that big dolly that Mama had in that bag that time
Raji Vijoo can play with my dolly
I’ll take my bag
And my shoeses
My book of short stories , The Violent Potter, is about how children feel within a family ‘system’ and how love works, sometimes outside the system. It’s available on Amazon in paperback and Kindle.
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