WHAT you See is NOT what you SEE

My son was watching a cartoon series, and suddenly he asked, “Amma, do alien exist in real? Do they use U.F.O as their car or aeroplane?

My involuntary response was, “No! Dear alien do not exist, there is nothing like U.F.O or aliens. What they showed in cartoon was just an imaginary story, to give you an experience of thrill and excitement. My son looked at me with a curious eyes and asked “Are you sure Amma?”

That momentary silence enlightened few things with in. Involuntary response to any question of doubt about alien, ghost, outer space research will mostly be negative. But if pondered upon is that so?

On a deeper sense if thought upon, what one see with their eye is not the same as the other person’s sight? Say if I see a tree or a house in 1km radius, and the other person too views the same object, the sight of the both person will be same, but what about the dimension, finer details, colour? Are both person’s retina have the same lens index? Same focal length? What about colour blindness?

Okay leave about two people vision on same object. One person view the same object through air and water, the shape of the object changes because of the medium. (Time to remember refraction, reflection and focal length.) 

Focal length

The same vehicle that seen through eyes and the rear view mirror have different dimension. Both the vision in mirror and through the eyes are true, can’t say it’s not real. But what will be original dimension? So what do we see with our eye largely depends on one’s lens index, medium of vision, refraction index of any light.In simple words even if we travel in same train the visuals I see, and enjoy is quite different from what the other person see, though the surrounding is constant.

What I see and the visual I capture in my mind is totally different from the other person sight! Simple the stars that we see are not diamond in shape, they are round ball of fire like sun (through telescope)! Uhmm wondering what would be the real shape or it is shapeless? So what we see through these eyes are not the entire true picture. There are lot more dimensions too, to all the tiny particles to biggest object we see around us.

The way I see the universe, the way which I can't see doesn't matter. There are infinity things that exist around me which I fail to see, say the microbes which can be viewed under microscope and the biggest planet which can be seen only with a telescope or as space satellite. There are things that exist around us which we fail to observe and understand. How can one be sure that U.F.O or aliens or ghost don’t exist? Just because we didn’t see, or we are incapable of viewing that dimensions. They do or not, and infinity more do exist which is beyond human eyes and intelligence to understand. Things can’t exist because I can’t see or never seen. They do in their own dimensions, in their own energy realms, in their own mediums. What is true to your eyes may not be the same truth the other one. Nature have not only created everyone unique but also the dimensions which one see, realize is unique and special for that particular person.

So I refined my answer to my son’s question.

One by seven series _ THE FALL

Another summer vacation comes by. The cousins are together once again in Thiruvananthapuram, Kerala. Grandma is busy making muruku, cookies again. Mom and aunties are fully time busy in kitchen, feeding the always hungry seven kids, and a houseful of 23-people. The house is full of chaos, all the elders have drained out of their energy, but the seven will always be in high spirits, Turning the already upside down home to another realm.

THE SEVEN

Playing hide and seek inside the home, hitting and shouting at each other, the elders will push them out to play, so in street will begin the cricket match which will end in the neighbours complaining about the ball hitting their doors or windows. Then football game will begin with the same story, but the targets being the neighbours and vendors on the road. Then “palace-palace”, “seven stones” will come through with neighbours complaining they can’t sleep in the afternoon, with the kid shouting so much. Then hiring 7-bicycles and riding through the street will start, progressing into main roads and footpath, till some one notices and rings our parents! Every day passes with more merriment for the kids and piling headache for parents.

On one fine Sunday morning, Raghu mama took all the seven kids to karamana-river, just 5-minutes down the lane from home. The intention was to give all of them a learning session of swimming. As it turned out every time, none succeeded in making the seven cousins learn anything. In river water instead of swimming they all will duck under water and pull each other’s legs. This game was called “the crocodile”.  All was well, no complaints so far, so the swimming routine continued every other day.  Now the seven assumed they mastered swimming and they would spread to different corners and then duck inside water to pull each other. Raghu-mama too joined the game as the child inside him was also enjoying it.  Alas, this time the leg pulled by the kids was of a lady bathing in the river!

She didn’t know what to do, struck by surprise and shock she got drowned in the river! The nearby localities saved her life. No need to describe the shame gulping on Raghu-mama. And the final straw of nerve too pulled out back home, when the seven all giggled at the scoldings.

Nothing is perfect, in stable state, as the seven cousins never lose their energy and creative games. Any new idea is like a thrill to all of them, they all wait to execute it just to have fun, and experience a new realm of excitement. Their intention was never to harm or trouble others. There is nothing like wrong or bad for them, it’s just a try once, if it didn’t go correctly; then try once more till it is perfect and joyful. That’s how their brain worked.

But What to do? In their world only they existed, there is no place for others, especially what others will think, what the parents would say, is it safe? Nothing. Only 2 things they know- Have an idea-play it along.

The punishment was finalised and they all were on house arrest, they endured the punishment happily by playing indoor board games. Hardly a day went by, seeing the children ideally sitting and not content, Grandma played the rescue role.

Grandma “Raghu, the kids are feeling bored, let them go out and play for some time today.”

Raghu mama “Amma you don’t come for supporting them, let them suffer a little more then-only they will learn obedience”.

Grandma “oh! Kids are like that only. You too were like that”.

Raghu mama “Amma I was responsible, not troubling or getting into trouble”.

Grandma “ok, let them at-least play in our terrace. I too will go with them and supervise and then there won’t be any trouble for anyone.”

The kids were so happy, along with Grandma they all went out finally and started playing in terrace. The game was hide and seek, because of the limitation of space, one will wrap a cloth around their eyes “blind-folded” and will catch the rest.

Rajiv the eldest one was the catcher and the rest of them were running along. Rajiv spread his legs and hands so randomly that it was difficult not to get out. So all of them ran to corners, sensing that, he rushed to one of the corners. And Bhu, the smallest built of all climbed the wall. Akshy the youngest of all followed her. Sensing the noise and unaware of the danger, Rajiv advanced and Bhu fell down to the other side of the wall….

 It was joint terrace wall of other house. One common wall for two adjacent houses. So Bhu did not fall on the ground. She was ducking behind the wall. So no harm or panic...…

But Akshy screamed “aiyooo Bhuvanaaaa…...!” didn't make any sense. 

All of us rushed to him, before that we scanned the area for Grandma’s presence, she is gone! Not to be seen!

Slowly the reality drawed in, panic and fear in all our eyes. What to do? Call Grandma? Call for help?

The most sensible (sensible to the consequence of scolding) Rajiv reacted first.

Rajiv shouted very slowly “BHU are u ok? Tell something?”  We all would hear her whisper “uhmmm” followed by a small whipping sound.

Bhuvana, while falling hit the glass roof-top sunshade of the neighbour’s house and broke the glass and landed in their bed. There used to be frequent power-cut, so in Kerala they build house, with a glass panel for sunlit/moonlit room.

Kripa “Bhu are you fine? Why are you crying?”

Ranjitha “Is there any glass pieces in your body?”

Bhu weeping “no, I am fine. I just landed in the bed. I am not hurt. But I am scared, it’s dark here.”

Akshy “loosu, switch on the light”.

Kailash “Akshy are you insane, the neighbour aunty will come to know, that she is there”.

Viki “any how they all will come to know. Don’t you think so?”

Kripa “That aunty is not here she has taken her kids to zoo today, so nobody is there, and they left the keys with Banu-amma back home.

Ideas sparked all their minds, Excitement ran through, thoughts visualized. The one and only one instruction was given to Bhu, switch on the light and fans and keep quiet and we are coming to get her!

Kailash and Ranjitha held the attention of all the elders saying, Ranjitha had her ankle twisted. Akshy kept open the house lock for Kripa and Rajiv to escape out. Viki took care of the neighbourhood house keys and pocketed it and sneaked out.

But on the way got he was caught by Grandma, “where are you going? Come inside, one sprained ankle is enough for the day, go take rest.”

He was forced go inside, but soon Kripa and Rajiv would hear the sound “CLING” hit the floor. Viki had managed to throw the keys outside from the front room window.

So far no flaws, the tide in in their way. Rajiv kept the watch over the street, it was late afternoon, none of the friendly neighbours nor their kids were out. So it was a piece of cake, Kripa had to just unlock the door, switch-off the light of the room and rescue Bhu.

All neatly done, Rajiv, Kripa, Bhu were back home safe and uncaught. Ranjitha sprained ankle vanished soon. But all waited for the storm to hit. By seven O’clock in the evening the neighbour returned from the zoo trip. Granny offered them cookies and tea.

Grandma “why are you kids so quiet, your friends have come, take them along and play.”

Rajiv “oh, they will be tired walking all the day in zoo. We will play tomorrow.”

Akshy “they will not play with us, their parents won’t allow”.

All the 6-pairs of eyes glared at Akshy.

Kailash covered it up “What he meant is, Aunty will not allow them to play now, because they will be tired after the trip, isn’t it aunty?”

Neighbour waved bye, and left. The seven waved back hoping this is the last goodbye.

Within minutes Neighbour aunty came running, she reported a house burglary. Her version of story was; thieves have broken into her home through terrace glass-roof panel. All the elders rushed to her home. They survived the scene.  Aunty reported no theft. Police came by too and asked few questions. Since it happened in day time, Police checked with all if they saw any unknown person spotted in the area. Police didn't take it seriously as there was no theft reported and the neighbour uncle refused to commission them, hence there was no case filed.

So we all breathed. All is well. The mischief well covered. And were proud of ourselves.

The next day the washing machine made so much of noise and stopped working. Banu amma went to investigate. There were pieces of glass all over the kids dress and she identified it came from Bhu jean-pant pocket!

On further questioning Bhu blabbered, she was bored waiting for Rajiv to come to her rescue, so she was playing with the broken glass! And kept it in her pocket thinking they all can play later…….  The mystery of broken roof-glass was solved.

The Omnipresent

We were passing by a Jesus Christ procession yesterday. The parent wave struck and I started to educate Dyuti (my daughter) about who Jesus was and few facts of Christianity. Finally when I turn around to check what is holding her silent (sure not my speech), as usual she was in her own world. My temper raised (which seems to happen now very often) I started my angry shower,”Dyuti, why are you like this, for studying also you don’t pay attention, why don’t you show little interest in hearing other things? This time I was just saying you the story of Jesus, I am really fed up with you. Day by day you are becoming dumb”.

Again no response, my blood pumped so high, so this time my Husband started “Dyuti did you listen to what Amma was saying.”

Dyuti “Yes, Appa this is the usual scolding of Amma, I even can say it by-heart, even in sleep…Dyutiiiii…”When I turn around I caught her smiling at me. My anger evaporated!

“Ok Dyuti tell- me what where you thinking when I was explaining to you about Jesus.”

“Amma I was thinking, why Christian’s have one God, and Muslims have one God, then why do Hindus have an almira full of Gods?” She looked at me with full confidence of know it all-mom.

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The very same question may have been raised in you or addressed to you. Did you get a convincing answer? My brother and I did get it. Thanks to my parents, who passed on the correct value of our religious following, so that I can correctly guide my child.  DAD this blog is a tribute for you, which may shed some light on many more parents.

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To understand why Hindus have so many God, one has to first understand the Hindhu-Dharma. According to Hindu-Dharma everything is God. Everything has the force of creator in it. Every smallest living thing, an atom has this creative force in it as a potential energy. So every living and non-living thing carrying the Creators-potential energy becomes God. 

ALL ARE GOD (sarvam bhramayam).

That why Hindus worship, forces of nature – air, water, fire, earth, and space.
Animals like Cow, Elephant, Snake,
Tress like Neem, banyan, pupil,
Leaves like mango, banana, betel.
Non-Living things like books, houses, vehicles,
Name anything it will be worshipped by Hindus.

“There (in the causal body) one perceives all created things – solids, liquids, gases, electricity, energy, all beings, gods, men, animals, plants, bacteria – as forms of consciousness.” - Autobiography of a Yogi.

The simple way to put  the  principle of Hindu philosophy is: 0 x 1(n) = 0

(0 zero) Creator multiply by any number of creation = (0 zero) the Creator

                                                

Another goal of having different forms of god and goddess is to focus our minds on certain specific attributes of the Supreme, such as truth, love, and purity; and make these qualities manifest in our inner nature. Trying to get ordinary people to mediate, the rishis of the Vedas faced a dilemma. The inexperienced minds of most people are unable to focus on the qualitative attributes of a formless, infinite God. For example, it is very hard to meditate on goodness, by imagining a blank space or a void. “This is because the mind can focus only on those properties which it can perceive through the five senses of sight, smell, sound, taste and touch. Even amongst these, the sense of sight (for example, a picture which signifies goodness) is the most effective tool with which the mind’s attention can be fixed for long periods of time.” Keeping this psychological truth in view, the rishis contemplated images for the various attributes of God. Thus the sages, took the countless attributes of the Universal Lord, and creatively depicted each of them in the forms of the various Gods and Goddesses of Hinduism:For example, as the creator of the universe, the Supreme is symbolically represented as Brahma; as the sustainer and nourisher of the world, He is depicted as Vishnu; and as the power which keeps creation in balance, He is represented as Shiva. Similarly, that aspect of the Supreme which guides our intellect on the path of righteousness is called Mother Gayatri/shakthi; the power which enhances our creativity is Goddess Saraswati and the courage that helps us leap across oceans, is Lord Hanuman.

In this way arise the multitudinous deities of the Hindus. The purpose of these idols being, to aid the mind of the devotee during prayer and meditation. The idols are given particular shapes to channelize the energy force and radiate it in the sanctums. So when devotees enter temple the feel blessed because of the positive vibration the get from the idols and the architecture of the temple.

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The art of living : Bite what can be chewed  (shared via FB by Vedam Madhu)

One Sunday morning, a wealthy man sat in his balcony enjoying sunshine and his coffee when a little ant caught his eye which was going from one side to the other side of the balcony carrying a big leaf several times more than its size. The man watched it for more than an hour. He saw that the ant faced many impediments during its journey, paused, took a diversion and then continued towards destination.

At one point the tiny creature came across a crack in the floor. It paused for a little while, analyzed and then laid the huge leaf over the crack, walked over the leaf, picked the leaf on the other side then continued its journey.

The man was captivated by the cleverness of the ant, one of Nature’s tiniest creatures. The incident left the man in awe and forced him to contemplate over the miracle of Creation. In front of his eyes there was this tiny creature, lacking in size yet equipped with a brain to analyze, contemplate, reason, explore, discover and overcome. Along with all these capabilities, the man also noticed that this tiny creature shared some human shortcomings.

The man saw about an hour later the creature had reached its destination – a tiny hole in the floor which was entrance to its underground dwelling. And it was at this point that the ant’s shortcoming that it shared with the man was revealed. How could the ant carry into the tiny hole the large leaf that it had managed to carefully bring to the destination? It simply couldn’t!

So the tiny creature, after all the painstaking and hard work and exercising great skills, overcoming all the difficulties along the way, just left behind the large leaf and went home empty-handed.

The ant had not thought about the end before it began its challenging journey and in the end the large leaf was nothing more than a burden to it. The creature had no option, but to leave it behind to reach its destination. The man learned a great lesson that day.

Isn’t that the truth about our lives?

We worry about our family, we worry about our job, we worry about how to earn more money, we worry about where we should live – 5 bedroom or 6 bedroom house, what kind of vehicle to buy – a Mercedes or BMW or a Porsche, what kind of dresses to wear, all sorts of things, only to abandon all these things when we reach our destination – The Grave. We don’t realize in our life’s journey that these are just burdens that we are carrying with utmost care and fear of losing them, only to find that at the end they are useless and we can’t take them with us.

Platinum Day of Love- contest

    The concentric circle of life involves birth and death, but inside it there is a big cycle of commitment – Marriage. Marriage is the evolution of the human civilization. Is marriage beneficial? Mutual? Are the couples happy about it?

When ever I raise these questions, I hear vivid answers. One day I asked my father the same and his reply caught me in surprise. He said “Why don’t you try it, by yourself?” To my father’s shock I too agreed and the quest of find an ideal partner started. I had the permission to fall in love, but some how it didn't happen, because when ever I met a person my judgment preceded and I never fell in love.

 So finally an alliance came through my relatives, the guy was a medical college professor. Their family background and his horoscope matched well. Everyone was happy about the proposal. Since we were from orthodox family, as per the tradition the guy’s family along with him, came to see me.

 It was like a tea party and, and I stood at the corner of the living room well aware of the fact that almost 20-pairs of eyes were staring at me. With great will power and mental strength I raised my eyes to have the glimpse of that guy. Alas! On every attempt I failed! I just observed he was wearing a navy blue formal pant and plain pale blue formal full shirt, and he didn’t even touch the snacks.  

All my high spirits were lowering, he is a professor, and he has come to see a girl in all formal! If I end up with him, will I have a carefree life?  It will be well discipline!! Do I want that?
A voice suddenly brought back me to reality, “I wanted to talk with you alone. Shall we?” the professor asked.  Wow! How come the professor is breaking the rules, he didn’t ask permission from my parents? May be, he is not that bad.

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ABAY-


It was spontaneous of me, I just asked the girl- Archana “I wanted to talk with you alone. Shall we?”
I was in search of a life partner, after having a doctorate, I believed in systematic process and perfect planning, than in love and affairs. Marriage is an important event where not only two people, but two families are tied along. So I wanted to plan and settle down well. But science it self is all about randomness!When my family and I attended a marriage, there a relative came up with a marriage proposal and without planning; we were forced to visit the alliance’s house.

In there house, after everyone settled, our parents started exchanging and updating their life’s events. The girl came by and did a traditional Namaste and took a seat near her father.  She was not shy and was well composed with acceptable fashion trends and beautiful. I tried to look at her in-between talks but could only see her tender hands decorated with few orange bangles; her nails where cleanly cut and didn’t have nail-polish. She was a simple girl with less decoration. It was a relief. But I wanted to see her and talk with her to accept her as a life-partner. I could say I didn't like her, nor I liked her.

My analytic mind couldn't come to a conclusion and like my involuntary heart action I popped asked her-I want to talk with you alone. Shall we? 

Archana took me to the backyard garden, the sun was setting for the day- it was twilight. She offered me a seat in the swing constructed under the mango-tree, and she stood near the tree trunk. She felt little shy to look at me. There was silence, only the chirping of birds was heard. My thoughts were racing with the winds.
Then we starred at each other, and …

Her round eyes behind the specs, communicated trust, passion, innocent..literally every thing that I experienced before and aroused few other emotions which was new to me.In my heart I knew, there is no come back from this fall.Is that her presence which made things around me pleasant and happy?The happy cries of birds coming home, the returning of the sun to his home, the nodding acquaintance of the tree to me! What did it all say?  Does the nature indicate that I found my souls home?
Time ticked by…

I made the first attempt to speak, but found my tongue was suddenly caught between the teeth, there was signaling error from brain to vocal cord which failed to communicate the thought aroused. As long as I looked into her eyes, I couldn’t be myself.

He took his eyes off from her and saw the sky and remarked.“Hi, it’s nice to meet you. I’m Abay.”

As I spoke, I fought the strong urge to look at her again. I realized that, where ever I gazed the beautiful flower, the green plants, magnificent tree, nothing was as lively or rejuvenating, as her expressive eyes were. Is this love at first sight?

No doubt! This is the best moment of my life; of course I want her beside me to have these moments everlasting. Does it really matter if I don’t know her? Will knowing her hobby, interest, qualification will change any of my desire to be with her? Shall I, tell her how she influencing me? How her first sight has evoked the subtle emotions in me? Shall I ask her to marry me? Will she think I am not-gentle or over reactive person? What does she think about me? Did I create a similar impact that I feel - at least the smallest of it in hers?

I asked “will you marry me? I like you very much! Do you like me?”

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ARCHANA-

 I couldn’t react; it was like completely blank, my entire system was plugged off. Her heart skipped a beat. This fellow is certainly strange, just at the first meet he proposed me! How can he? Can he? Yes, he could. He did it right now.

But I was caught off warranted by my reflex; I just nodded my head in response!Oh what did I do? Did I do? Did I want to do?

But the professor never felt without a confirmatory test.
He asked “can you say it?”I nodded little too much and said “YES”.

People congratulated, they made plans to fix the wedding date and engagement date. I was neither excited nor unhappy.  I was not reacting at all; my brain and heart were frozen. I thought some thing went wrong with me. My engagement was fixed the very next Wednesday, as he had some abroad plans. I got ready for the event, customarily. But what was worrying me is my neutral reaction to these things. I was neither happy about it, nor exited. Is it common in arranged marriages? Or some thing wrong with me?The engagement day came. I dressed up in a red saree given by my future mom-in-law, and sat an inch way from him. The ritual went on and on, with video recording and cameras clicking.Suddenly he took my hand, I looked up at his eyes, and they were smiling with merry. I was dazzled. He took my hands? Why?

He had a shining white metal ring in his hands!Tears were falling from my eyes!

I thought this professor will be the least romantic person I ever know, but he turns out to be more than the bollywood heroes!

Then I hared a sweet voice singing besides me, when I turned around my world collapsed and I was paralyzed by the happiness. My heroic professor sang a song and proposed me again.

I was speechless ….

This feeling
I can't describe it 
Its in my heart, in my soul!

Its a feeling of warmness
Absolute happiness 
And I never want to lose it!


This feeling is like a;
Blooming flower, 
ray of hope,

And I never would have gained or understood it Without You!


Your eyes,
Your voice,
The Ring u gave me,
They all bring this feeling

And I think that the only name for this feeling
IS LOVE !

I wanted to tell all this to him, wanted to shout I love you...
but nothing came out expect;
tears of happiness,
tears of joy,
tears of finding love,
tears of falling in love.

His mesmerizing eyes conveyed me that he understood what I was struggling to say.

Abay holed my hands on his chest said, “This Platinum metal is the rarest and most precious thing in the earth. It is like you, who dwell in the core of my heart. What else can I gift you my love? Like the platinum metal, which rarely corrodes, we will love each other, without the influence of any materialistic factor. I wish to love you like this, even more than this....in every seconds of my life & these are not mere words it’s a promise from me.”

I gave my hand along with my heart to him. We exchanged the white platinum ring, with our names engraved in each others ring! It was the moment of my life!

Even after 10-years of happy married life, the strict professor still behaves like a romantic hero with me, who makes me fall in love with him again and again till our hearts beats!

I have never removed the platinum ring, form my finger, 
It will always stay there making my,
skin underneath to whiten,
and my loving heart pink!

Now I know what to pass, to my daughter, if at all she asks what marriage is, is it great?

It’s not the origin of river; it’s the perennial flow of the river that makes the land fertile.
It’s not the cosmic big bang but the constant energy that make the universe.
It’s not the birth, but living the designated time that make a life.
It’s not the love at first sight, it’s the commitment keeping that love forever makes the family.

ToRpOr DeAtH

I was heading back home in bike, hearing songs in a relaxed mood. There was a sudden sound from behind and momentary everything went black? Or blank?

When I got my conscious back, everything was new! Everything had a different
Dimension!
Dimension!

My body laid in road bleeding, my bike was been hit by a van and it crashed on a lamp
post. I was dead? Then how do I see these things? How do I understand and analysis
these things? Then who is dead? Or what is death?
I am able to sense everything, my audio and stereo system was working fine. I am able to
smell, move and my thoughts worked fine in-fact clear. Then what did I lose?
I didn't have my physical body, but everything else remained the same. NO, everything
now had a different dimension and frequency!

I was able to see various colors other than the seven defined spectrum colors!
Everything around me was radiant and beautiful. I was able to hear even the minute
Breathe of breeze, to the distant roar of sea!
The sense of movement was indefinable; there were no limits to my fight,
And my thoughts where rushing like layers after layers with clarity and strong wisdom.
Death is not DEATH! It’s not termination of life.
IT’S AN EXPERIENCE!
IT’S AN OUT OF the know WORLD EXPERIENCE!

Courtesy: Google

The realization was finally drawing upon me.
It’s like traveling in a train, to a particular destination, but while traveling our conscious
get so involved in the current scenario’s, with other passengers, momentary forgetting the
self. But once the train stops, it realizes that its destination have come and retrieves to its
self. Life is a just like a Journey, where the conscious experiences - happiness, joy, sorrow,
jealously, anger, loneliness, love, and affection. Life is just an experience. Is Life that
simple? Yes, one will realize it when it ends, rather ends one phase.

I realized that my journey here, is over! Now I start again, according to my wish, for
another train, another voyage and another experience.

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THE HAPPENING

It was a Saturday morning, when Ruhi woke up late from sleep; she noticed everyone was hustling around. Dad was going for market; mom was busy cleaning up the house with two servant maids help! Saturday - weekends starts with lazy moods, but today was not normal.

Seeing Ruhi awake her parents rushed to her side and slowly the secret was unleashed. Her Papa’s friend’s family was on their way to met them, actually Her! It was arranged with an intention of marriage proposal. Ruhi was annoyed a little, but she knew her parents won’t force anything on her. So she didn't worry much.  They promised her that if and if -only she liked them, the proposal will be proceed, other wise there was no compulsion.

Since the guy’s family was coming to see her in two hours time, she couldn't do much makeup, and she didn’t wanted too. So causally she wore a green slawar suite with bright orange embroidery works and waited without any excitement or anxiousness of how the guy was or his family. She didn't bother to ask the details form her parents too, as she believed nothing can happen on a meet. It was just like other normal day for her to get over with.

 When the fathers’ friends’ family came she didn’t bother to look at the guy too. Once they settled their parents started exchanging and updating their life’s events. He tried to look at her in-between talks but could only see her tender hands decorated with few orange bangles; her nails where cleanly cut and didn’t have the colorations of nail-polish. She was a simple girl with less decoration. It was a relief for him. But he wanted to see her and talk with her to accept her as a life-partner.

Seeing his sons wonder gaze, his father pulled the topic of their visit. Where is your daughter, ask her to come and sit with us, we all like to do some chit chat with her.

The girls came by and did a traditional Namaste gesture with her hands and took a seat near her father.  She was not shy, she was well composed, with good manners, acceptable fashion trends, and beautiful.
He could say he didn't like her, nor he liked her. So to know her better he asked the girl’s father’s permission to talk with her in private.
She took him to the backyard garden, the sun was setting for the day- it was twilight. She offered him a seat in the swing constructed under the mango-tree, and kept her stand near the tree trunk. Still she felt little shy to look at him. There was only silence, only the chipping of birds was heard. But the thoughts in his minds were racing with the winds.

Then they starred at each others eye, and
Her round eyes behind the specs, communicated trust, passion, innocent..literally every thing that he experienced before and roused few other emotions which was new to him. In his heart he knew, there is no come back from this fall.

Is that her presence which make things around me was pleasant and happy. The happy cries of birds coming home, the returning of the sun to his home, the nodding acquaintance of the tree to me! What did it all say?  does the nature indicate that I found my souls home?

 She was dazzled. Completely blank, her entire system was plugged off. Her heart skipped a beat, her brains collapsed with a memory, and her conscious was unconscious by the sight.

Time ticked by…


 
He made the first attempt to speak, but found his tongue was suddenly caught between his teeth, there was signaling error from brain to vocal cord which failed to communicate the thought aroused.  He knew as long as he looked into her eyes, he can’t be himself.

He took his eyes off from her and saw the sky and remarked
“Hi, it’s nice to meet you. I’m Yedhin.”

As he spoke he fought the strong urge to look at her again. He realized that, where ever he gazed the beautiful flower, the green plants, magnificent tree, nothing was as lively or rejuvenating, as her nostalgic eyes were. Is this love at first sight?

 His voice had the opposite effect on her, unlike his sight, his deep manly voice, made her heart beat faster, her brain waves rushed in and her self-consciousness retrieved.

She replied like a charmed snake “Hi, I’am Ruhi”.
Ruhi..soul. Yes indeed you are my soul, he thought. Surprised by his own behavior he suppressed a laugh.
Ruhi watched his unsuccessful silent laugh and got confused and concluded he didn't like her name and thought that if he didn't like the name, he can address her with pet name of his likes. That thought caught her off warranted. I didn't know who he is? What is he? Just an exchange of glance with him, makes me trade my name! I am over reacting?
But that was not a mere exchange of glance, it was of heart!

Yes I have read that eyes are door of heart. Now I experienced it. Too many thoughts bubbled and she broke it thinking that he may think that she is little dull-headed if, she took so much time to respond.

Ruhi continued “Nice to meet you too. Actually my dad informed me with a short notice that you and your family would like to meet me, on your trip to Chennai. I was not prepared to this”.

 “Yes it was same with me. I even disagreed to meet you. Suggested my parents that, at least I would see the photo of the girl, if I like then we would proceed. But it was too late. Communication was done by that time” spilled out Yedhin, breaking the ice.

Ruhi and Yedhin were again consumed in their own waves of thoughts.

Ruhi was confused - did he regret coming here? He didn’t like me? But he didn’t say that? Did he? I can’t make out anything from his face. And I don’t have the moral courage to look at that magnificent face and powerful eyes, once again.

Yedhin thought this is the best moment of my life; of course I want her beside me to have these moments everlasting. Does it really matter if I don’t know her? Will knowing her hobby, interest, qualification will change any of my desire to be with her? So let me tell her straight way how she influencing me? How her first sight has evoked the subtle emotions in me? Shall I ask her to marry me? Will she think I am un-gentle, over reactive person? What does she think about me? Did I create a similar impact at least the smallest in hers?

The twinkling in their hearts reflected in the skies as stars. Ruhi’s father’s appearance made them aware of a world outside them. Ruhi’s father told it was time for dinner, and they should join the others. Both followed him to the dinning. Ruhi felt there was too much of noise in side the house. What was there to talk so much about? Similarly Yedhin was irritated and annoyed as the others disturb his silent thoughts.

Ruhi wished that she could see his face, without his notice, just once. So she consciously shifted her gaze to the place where she expected him to be. But again their eyes met and same phenomena occurred.
To their surprise they noticed that dinner was finished and it was time to leave.

Worried by their kids strange reaction towards each other, parents concluded that, they won’t force them to commit or even comment. Let them take their own time to surface even their opinion.

Yedhin was annoyed for the first time with his father. He thought why my “I-knew-the-best-for-you” father didn't force his decision on all?

Ruhi eyed her mom who understood all her moods and emotion well didn't understand her today? Why didn't she say my daughter likes your son very much and start the dramatic scene of distributing sweets and why in her house they failed to play a romantic number of A.R. Rhaman’s composition?
Nothing was told, nothing was exchanged and they said goodbyes to each other, wishing never to be parted again with goodbyes.

As Ruhi’s parents behaved so well and didn’t ask her any thing about Yedhin, she felt sad and wished if she had a sister, she would have understood her condition and voiced her willingness to their parents. This thought of sibling and an aid to vent her feeling reminded her about her best friend Mohan. She skulled at the thought how the Yedhin was tampering her memories, how could she forget her best friend Mohan, when she needed to vent all her feelings. She was dialing his number and they arranged to meet in coffee-day tomorrow for lunch.

Mohan was Ruhi’s best friend and voice of her thought most of the time. Their friendship was well bonded in two years. It was difficult to say whether similarity of thoughts and interest bonded them or their wants to be friends. It was an eternal bond of joy, freedom and action.  Mohan eyes popped out when he saw half past-last minute get ready friend was waiting for him, in the cafe. He sensed some thing fishy and one glance at Ruhi confirmed his suspicion.
“What’s up Ru? Is it love?” he asked with a crooked smile.

Ruhi flushed and tuned pink, he didn’t tease her this time, but was concerned, what happened to her overnight? But he waited for her to recover and spill it out.
But the time tickled his friend never recovered; she was lost in some memory.

He thought it was enough to act as a gentleman, and asked her out right.
“Who is he? Everything was fine till Friday, over one single day what can happen? Or Ru you where hiding me something?”

She is not good in hiding something like this to me, or she should be good hider, he thought. But all of a sudden then why she wants reveal it? Is she in trouble? He couldn't clearly read anything from her face as it was mixture of anxiety, confusion, worry and even tint of anger.  Mohan was concerned and Ru’s strange silence was not helping him.

 Slowly Ruhi tried to narrate everything to Mohan. She thought actually there was nothing to narrate as such, “Saturday evening my father’s friends’ family came along with their son, to meet me. The meeting was arranged from the point of marriage proposal from both the families. Since it was short notice, I didn't have time inform you Mohan nor that did I give much importance to this meeting. But Mohan I don’t know what happened whether everything fall in place or I felled out. I knew one thing sure– I’m in love, with him, unconditionally and irrationally”.

 Mohan was shocked by the magnitude of her words and truthfulness of her eyes. And confused by the sadness, in her eyes. It was mystery to him how can she fell for guy on just one meet? Do they know each other as acquaintance, family friends? When he voiced his questions to Ru, she surprised him by her answers.

“NO, I don’t even remember his face exactly; all I could recollect was his lovely mesmerizing round black eyes.”
“If it’s some kind of prank you are trying on me Ru, I am telling you its not working”.
“No idiot. Do I look like pulling jokes on you? I am serious. I waited whole day for my parents to bring this issue up, so I can voice my interest, but consciously they avoided this topic. So I came to you to vent it out and seek help, but you are not even trying to hear it out fully” shouted irritated Ruhi. “chill out Ru, have your coffee and tell me everything, I am hear to listen to you and help you. First let’s attack the food come.” Mohan sensible asked Ru to have beverage, which may help her to clam down and think straight.

Hot coffee and cool music did help. Ru confessed that she liked Yedhin very much and she was dazzled when their eyes meet each other and she couldn’t think or say anything to him. All that she could make out in their short conversation was - he didn’t like her name. When she mentioned, he literally laughed at it. She didn’t have any fine idea of what he thinks about her?  And she doesn't know how to address it to her parents. Even though if she managed to convey her interest through her family, what will be his reaction? What if he doesn't like her?”

 “Okie, I got everything clear, please don’t complicate it with complex sentences, and tell me what should I do for you? Should I talk with your parents or should I spy over the guy? Anything for you … uhmm for my friendship Ru.”

Ruhi rolled her eyes and laughed at Mohan’s maniac bollywood dialogues. And she holed his hands and said “Thank you” because she knew if wanted he will do this for her and their friendship.
Mohan snapped back saying “return the favor in my needy times”. And they laughed at each their.
“If you can mange to track him through social networks, and if I get to know his friends, interest and if I met him again, I will mange to talk with him and do anything and everything to convince him to accept my love” Ruhi managed to say and returned to her sulky moods.

Mohan saw the desperation of his friend’s state but still didn’t understand why she wants to convince him? Is that love happens by itself? It doesn’t need any reasons or platforms? But what she is trying to do? Ru is a sensible and responsible girl, but what happened to her? The girl who sits opposite to me is entirely a stranger to me now, at least. May be this new moods and confusion made Ru, un-understanble to her parents?  But if she behaved like this, which is not usually her, will He ever see her originality? Or as she said will she redesign her in accordance to him? Does she want to do that?

 Mohan refrained from saying his opinion that it would hurt her, and nodded “whatever you want, Ru”. But Mohan was disturbed by a few other things parallely. He saw a guy and a small girl was watching them, from the opposite side toy shop some time before.  And now those two were entering the coffee shop and walking towards their table.

He tried to shooed him away saying “we are not done yet.” Since there was no moment he looked up and noticed the guy was staring at Ru. Unaware of these things Ru has looking at her coffee cup and skulking.
“Hi” said the guy. Ruhi’s heart beat faster, her brain waves rushed in and her self-consciousness retrieved. It was the same reaction again surprised her, she lifted her head to she meet his gaze again, the phenomena continued.

 It was Yedhin. He was watching his Ruhi, talking with a guy very seriously in the coffee shop. Even from that distance he didn’t miss the sorrow in Ruhi’s eye.
This troubled him.

He promised himself, if Ruhi was sad because of the turn of events yesterday, he was sure to mend it for her.  He saw that they where holding each others hands. The very site of it evoked jealously in him, he have watched this feeling in countless movies and read about it. It was for the first time he experienced it.
He whishes that he was in the place of that guy, just to hold her hands, just once to open up his heart to tell how he felt about her, just once. But his heart told him he was too late. Over whelmed by the thought Yedhin approached their table.

 This time when Ruhi locked eyes with him, he decided if Ruhi loves this guy, I will help them to get married, in which ever way they wanted. At least by supporting Ruhi, I can stay in her memory if not in her heart.

 Mohan without introduction understood who the guy was and the impact his friend was going through. He interrupted them “Ru is it Yedhin?”
Yedhin was turning red with jealousy; anger was mounting up when he heard him address her RU. He was fighting inside his head to accept the truth Ru is not his.

 Since there was no reaction from Ru, Mohan went on to introduce himself “ Hi, I am Ruhi’s best buddy.
The word buddy was retrieving Yedhin dead heart; everything was in alive and colorful again. Why was he behaving like this, where was his matured thoughts? His self-esteem? Do I love her that much?  Yedhin head was swing with the turn of events.

 You must be Mr.Yedhin?”  Completed Mohan.

 Ruhi must have told about me to him then? Why? If she discusses me to her best pal, then there is hope of ray. He never wanted to miss a chance to ask her what she felt about him. He buttoned the courage and asked in a reflex.  “Ruhi, I liked you when I saw, I love you very much. Do you love me? Do you at least like me?”

There was silence for eternity to kill Yedhin patience; finally he saw Ruhi nodded her head.
But he was confused again, did she nod? Or I am seeing things I wanted to?
So moved near her hold her chin in his palms, lifted her face, looked into her eyes and asked again “Do you love me?”  “Yes, I do love you very much”.
The magic continued ever after.

LUMINARY WHIPPERSNAPPER

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Your children are not your children.They come through you but not from you,And though they are with you yet they belong not to you. You may give them your love but not your thoughts,For they have their own thoughts.You may house their bodies but not their souls,For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.You may strive to be like them,but seek not to make them like you.For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday. You are the bows from which your childrenas living arrows are sent forth.The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite,and He bends you with His mightthat His arrows may go swift and far.Let our bending in the archer’s hand be for gladness;For even as He loves the arrow that flies,so He loves also the bow that is stable. 

{Kahlil Gibran: The Prophet; ChildrenThey are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself}.


After being the mother of two kids; life is spun with them, can’t imagine a day without sharing, caring,   and having fun with them. The feeling of supremacy I get when they look at me, as person who know everything above and below the sun, their feeling of secure, when they are in my arms, when they hug me with tears as a sole aboard of relief, when they kiss me the selfless expression of love, and when they sleep  in my lap restoring the faith that Amma is there, to take care of everything..... I feel with the same expectation I look upon the God!I thank my children to giving me the-God like experience.And more than that...Thank you for making me realizes my-Mothers unconditional flow of love. I thought of sharing the few innocents moments and experiences I had while raring Sai Dyuthi andSai Divith.... 

Saturday, November 2012.
Dyuthi's dad was enlightening her, about Indian nation.India is our country,Its is our mother country,Dyuthi: then what’s your country appa?After a great laugh we managed to make her understand the meaning of mother country.Then the conversation went on to our national bird, animal, tree, flower, fruit and game.Since she surprised by answering the above question, her enthusiastic dad asked her;Which is the capital of India?Confidently Dyuthi replied “I”......


Sunday, June 2010, Biobase sports day.
We where traveling back to home, after our company's sports meet in our VP's car.Dyuti accompanied us for the event, she was tired and trying to dose off in my laps.Our finance manger and others in the car where having an animated talk about the past sport events.Few suggestion and arguments were exchanged.From my lap a irritated voice echoed : “shut up! Finger on your lips.”There was not even steering turning sound.......


Dhashra 2011, Karthic House.
Karthic Laxman, our colleague has invited us to his house on the occasion of dhashra festival.We took Dyuthi to expose her to various art work and craft done at his place.She started off happily; on reaching his house after introduction she didn’t open her mouth.She didn’t answer any Questions nor responded to any jokes cracked. She was stiff as a staunch.We got worried of her behavior, so while returning back I asked gently the reason behind her behavior.I know all-Dyuti replied “Amma, you only advice me, not to speak with strangers, out there I didn't know anyone, you lay the rules and when I obey you pester me.  Onoda mudila amma”.......


Lime rice
Viram always used to waste food kept for lunch box. After trying out so many varieties of food there was no change. Scolding, threatening, pampering didn’t help. Do what ever I will not have food was the attitude of 6 year old boy Viki.On one fine Monday afternoon Banu amma loosed her temper on opening his lunch box, with so much of anger she dragged the small boy to bathroom and emptied the lime rice on his head, and scalped him on his cheek, saying “from now onwards, it will be like this, if you don’t finish your box, I will kill you”.The small boy was shaking so much…Not because of crying, but was giggling uncontrollable….Confused mom asked him “what happened why are you responding like this?”With a charming smile Viki told “Amma if you where really angry, you would have poured the rice over my head, in the hall (living area) itself, but you dragged me to bathroom, so that it’s easy for you to clean it here.Stunted mother had to slime at her clever son.......

Snake and Dog
Alphy Stephen was a 6- year old girl. She used to take her 5 –year old younger brother to school everyday. Her mother will advice her, not run or play on the roads, to hold hands and walk safely.Once she advised them not to run if the see a dog, if they run dog will also run and it will bite them.One afternoon while returning from school, near a banana groove these children saw a snake in front of them. Innocent Alphy was confused, whether it is for dog or for snake, they shouldn’t run.Bravely she took a decision and instructed to her brother “hey chotu, don’t move, stand like a statue and the snake will think we are stone and will move away.”The obedient brother and intelligent sister stood for 20 minutes like that. The confused snake then wandered off. But back home beating worst than the snake bite was awaiting them. ......

Honey bee
Alphy Stephen’s brother was hitting a honey bee badly, with a bat. By seeing the rude nature of her bother Alphy panicked and advised him, “chotu we should not harm animals, that they are very small, see. This baby honey bee’s mother and father will be searching him and crying. We should always protect other living being. Imagine if somebody beats you are me how bad our parents will feel.”Alphy’s brother felt ashamed of his act and promised his angel sister, that hence forth he won’t commit such a mistake.Two days after that again a honey was disturbing the poor child and he remembered his sister’s words and opened the window, for the honey to go out. It was not working so; he himself went outside the study room, without disturbing it. After some time the little brother hears a banging noise from the room, when he peeps into the room, his eyes popped out.His angel sister is hunting down not only the little honey bee, but its entire family.

October 2013, Dyuti and her grandmother

Dyuti grandmother as always was praising her grand daughter activity and were adoring her. In a concerned tone she address to dyuti grand-pa, " I do-not know how is going to marry her, will he look after her like a princess?"  Dyuti immediately came with a lap-top and said " Patti why are you worrying. if you don't know anything, just Google-it." Her grandparents were wonder-stuck!

ONE BY SEVEN SERIES - Sophistic Hawkshaws

                                                       

Eve of Christmas vacation went in Kerala, at Raghu mama’s place. It was a big quarters with eight rooms, big lawn, with huge backward garden and front driveway space. All the seven cousins had limited energy to sheer his vacation, because of flu, one after other were falling sick. The wolf pack physical strength was mellow down. Only a week was away for their departure, so to enjoy within the limited time they all gathered in guest room and played cards, monopoly etc till late night.

Second night when they were playing …

Bhuvana, “Guys be silent, I can hear strange noise from outside, listen please”.

Rajiv “1’O’clock in the night who else it would be, sure it is Mohini-pesasu (devil)”.

Kailash “hey, I think Bhubs is serious, even I am hearing noises”.

They all listened very carefully, but nothing was there, so they went near the window to observe very keenly, on hearing a faint noise they opened the window and found that it was drizzling outside, hence the noise was from rain drops falling on the window shield. Relived by the fact, they resumed the game.

Vikram “I have a doubt, why do these ghost hunt at night?”

Rajiv “Good one, intelligent question”.

Akshy “it’s simple logic, ghost are in white colors, only in the dark that fluorescence is visible, and haunting fear peaks up so, ghost chooses that time.”

Kripa “that’s not true, long back I heard a story, in that my great- great grandpa had an encounter with a ghost early in the morning by 4’ O’clock”.

Kailash “what is that story?”

Varagur temple- sri venkatesa perumal

Kripa “its not story, this really happened and still now the family follow those rituals. Our mother’s great-great grandpa had acres of land for cultivation, early morning grandpa raised to irrigate their field, along with the company of his servant Karupu-kuppu. After reaching the well, grandpa instructed his servant to pull the water, from the well with a pulley and a bucket. As the servant was pouring in water garandpa turned around to open the irrigation cannels. All of a sudden there was a rush of water, when grandpa turned to see the cause; he noticed servant Kuppu was drawing water from the well in an extra-ordinary pace. Stunned he went near him, and heard a strange grudging sound – ghrrr-ghrr-ghrr, and turned his head 180-degree. On seeing his face grandpa panicked and ran home. Next day kuppu was laying un-conscious near the well and passed away next day. This incidence repeated twice again and two more were victims. So an astrologer was called for the solution. He suggested it was a work of MOHINI (lady demon), to escape from her wrath, the family have to do a special ritual called Mandapudi at Varagur temple near Tanjore, Tamil Nadu. Even to this day our uncle’s family follows this tradition.”

Vikram “yes, what kripa said was true; even I attended that festival last year”.

Kailash “so the conclusion is that ghost haunt in morning too”.

Ranjitha “nops, it’s not only the ghost, that haunts, even goddess do that”.

Bhuvana “that is rubbish, god protect us”.

Ranjitha “true, remember God punishes the evil”

Akshy “come to the point Rans”

 Ranjitha “In Gods too there are hierarchy, in the last ladder comes the village guarding Gods and   Goddess. The villagers fears those guardians punishes if they put their toes out of the line, or disobey the rules of the village. Last year when I came here I overheard this story from temple priest.

The priest was telling this to Banu-aunty. There is a place for goddess YAKSHI-AMMA, in the North West corner of the temple, the idol is just a rock stone with a red cloth tied over it. It said that this Yakshi amman is the guardian of this area, she is very much found of jasmine flowers, once she used to reside in the jasmine flower garden, and people used to hear her anklet sounds in the morning when jasmine blooms. Because of the encroachment of the houses, those gardens were destroyed.  And now people are seeing her near the jasmine bush in our house compound; hence it’s not advisable for men to go near that jasmine bush in the late night and early morning. So to please her, offer her jasmine flower on every Friday, praying that, Amma please visit our jasmine bush and play there heart contently and bless my family. The priest warned our aunty if she offers flowers without fail, Yakshi would protect our family”.

Kripa “oh, that’s the reason amma goes to temple or sends dad to offer flowers on Fridays without fail, we didn’t know the real story”.

Vikram “mom have lied to that I shouldn’t go near the jasmine bush because there is a serpent, even I was not aware of the true reasons”.

Bhuvana “Is it Friday today?”

Kailash “yes its FRIDAY….YASHI-DAY….ohhhh”.

Akshy “one have to think logically, its nearly 2’O’Clock in the night, so its really sarturday, so don’t worry, Bhuvana, Yashi wont hunt”.

Rajiv “ghost and gods don’t follow rules, even they act like our bollywood heroines, they follow their heart, dil-logical type”.

Ranjitha “I think, we can stop this topic and go to sleep”.

Bhuvana “even I am getting scared, let’s go to sleep”.

Akshy “why are you scared, be brave, if you are scared, then how can you sleep, so I suggest we all keep talking, and fall asleep as such”.

Kailash “good idea, if the girls are scared, lets the lights be on”.

Kripa “guys be frank, and say you are also frighten, don’t act smart”.

Rajiv “we are not scared, at least not me”.

Kailash and Vikram stared at Rajiv “Even we are not”.

Akshy “hey I even don’t know the meaning of scariness’”.

Bhuvana “then prove it”

Kailash “how?”

Akshy and Rajiv “we are ready.”

Kripa “ok, guys then do one thing, go and fetch water for all of us from the kitchen, without using lights.”

Vikram “that’s all!”

Ranjitha “it’s just for Akshy.”

Bhuvana “Rajiv should go out of the house, to the main door, open it and then peep through our room window.”

Bhuvana “Kailash and Vikram can go to near by bush and plug a flower and come back”.

Kailash “not that jasmine bush, please.”

Kripa “but in these task, whoever comes late will win, there is no hurry brave guys”.

Ranjitha “its very cold out there, u better wrap yourself, and take a torch, no need to light it, but use it in emergency”.

Akshy went to kitchen, and rest went to unbolt the main door, and the girls opened the window in expectation to see the boys coming. But after a while all they could hear is…..a scream!!!

The lights in house glowed and everybody rushed to main entrance drive way. To their dismay they saw their Raghu mam, was dashed to the ground, his left hand bleeding, lying badly hurt.

From the back entrance again there was a scream!

This time it was grandma standing with a stick, along the kitchen door.

“What is it Amma?” asked the wounded Raghu mama.

Grandma “I was shouting, thief-thief, and nobody heard me, so I myself came and locked him in the kitchen”.

Rahu mama “Amma, I heard your shouting, that is how I got up from the bed and saw the shadows moving around the house, I went to catch them, and got blown up by these stupid boys.”

Kripa “Grandpa, Akshy is inside the kitchen, please open the door, and let him out.”

 Banu-anunty “what is happening here, tell us the truth?”

Raghu mama opened the kitchen door, to their shock found a man unlocking the second door of kitchen and jumping out. Everyone was panicked.

“Where is Akshy then?” asked worried Ranjitha.

“Did the theif harm him?” panicked Bhuvana

“I am right here”. Appeared Akshy.  “I was frightened, to complete the task, so thought to go and sleep near grandma, I didn’t enter into the kitchen.”

Raghu mam “All of you, better spill out the truth, what was the task, that is happening in my house? Let it be better.”

Rajiv and Kripa looked at each other, trusting the other would have a better narration.