"Mumma, Mummaaaa... " Shouted Pankaj on top of his lungs. Lean and thin 4 year old Pankaj was notorious little child. He was always on the lookout for new possibilities to create havok in the otherwise quite home. He was a Whirlpool of, so called constructive activities into destructive ones.
"Now what has happened ?? Why are you shouting like a dog?" Malini came out of the kitchen holding a rolling pin in one hand and a soft dough ball in another. She was perspiring due to intensive heat. Her long black hair were tightly tugged in a bun behind her head and 'saari pallu' tugged in front.
"Mummy, I just saw didi got a new pair of slippers, whereas, she says her old slippers are now mine. Is it true mumma?" Pankaj asked.
"Yes, ofcourse, like always you get her slippers."
"But why mummy why? I never gets a new slipper or shoes. You always make me wear her old slippers."
"It is because... Every few months you all are growing .. and her feet out grows the slippers. So I have to buy her a new pair. And by that time you are of the perfect size. Why should we waste things when we can use? Now go to your room and finish your homework. Stop Complaining so much. Okay" mumma explained.
He understood each and every word. Yet his heart yearned for a new pair. It was not his fault that he came later in this world. Had didi had come after him then he would have happily passed his things to her. But, now he has to wear old things. Not only this he also had to study from old books passed to him by his elder sister.
Sadly he went to his room and sat down to finish his assignments. Later in the evening he went to his mom and said "Mummy, see I have also grown big. Even my slippers are too small for me to wear. See my foot is coming out of it." He produced his slippers in front of his mom.
Malini was shocked to see what lay in front of her eyes. His sweet notorious son was up to a different mischief again. His so called small slippers were none other than his sister's slippers which he had accuired in the morning. But, now very innocently they have been cut from behind.
"Oh, my dear. Why did you cut the slippers and ruined them?" Malini was stunned to see her son's brainy activity.
"No mumma, I never cut them.. after my homework when I got up and tried to wear them I found them very small for me. See my foot is coming out from behind." He replied innocently.
Malini was angry on Pankaj yet deep down her heart she was proud to see the quick wit of him.
©Deepti
******************************
š¤All Problems have a solution as per your own intelligence š¤
It so happened on one warm afternoon, when the sun was directly over head like a third degree torture by the police man to extract information, Rohan was greeted by his cousin Rajat.
"Hi, Rohan! How are you? I am here with my mom. And guess what? I am going to stay here for full 2 days.. I am so excited" said Rajat smiling from one ear to another with his red cheeks and round face like a football he was holding in his hands. His half pants were as big as of a tree trunk.
Rohan smiled weakly and greeted Rajat half heartedly, as he was afraid of his heavy built.
Though both were in the same class, but, Rajat was younger by an year and two months, yet, he was always towering over Rohan like a light house. Be it in physical built or emotional. Rajat excelled in all areas. Even in school he was good.
Rajat came near and hugged Rohan with full force. Rohan's felt his bones crushing under the tight embrace of his cousin, and, with his bones he felt even his confidence was breaking.
Rohan was a skinny boy, who was sick almost every month. Sometimes was attacked by viral fever, sometimes cold and cough or anything. When he was 5 years old he felt sick and no doctor could find what was bothering him. He had high fever for five to six months which converted him to a stick figure. His legs were as thin as 'Agarbatti'(incense stick) that was offered to God everyday by his grandmother. Finally his disease was diagnosed by a family doctor and he was cured after a long treatment. His sixth Birthday had also crossed by then and he had to miss his school that year. And this resulted him to stay in class 1 for another year.
Even after his recovery he was to take medicines for a longer duration. That was the time when he was introduced to TONICS. TONICS which could help build his immunity system. Initially he did not liked those tonics, but his mother explained "this will help you grow stronger. You can be so strong that you can move a mountain also just like Lord Hanuman.*"
" Ahaa.. this seems good. Okay 'maa' I will drink it. I want to grow strong." Rohan fell in love with tonics and happily started consuming them every day without fail. He felt growing stronger each day with its consumption.
While playing with Rajat,as always, Rajat started bullying. Rohan was furious as he was certain that he kicked the ball right in the goal post. In Rajat's dictionary defeat was not printed, hence he was not ready to embrace his defeat. In a rage he slapped Rohan hard on his cheek. Rohan tried to hit back but was caught by Rajat's strong hands mid way, he grabbed his shirt and kicked him in his stomach. Rohan cried with pain and could see stars in broad daylight.
Suddenly, he remembered that he felt weak today as he had not taken his daily dose of 'Tonic'. He rushed inside and gulped down a spoonful of tonic like a thirsty lion, and rushed outside to bash his opponent. The moment he reached the ground, he barked high and growled and challenged Rajat once again.
Hearing this Rajat got up and rushed towards Rohan. Without wasting a moment he jumped towards Rohan and hit him again in his belly. Rohan was stunned and shocked with the blow.
"How could you hit me this time? I just had my tonic?" Confused Rohan cried "This tonic is no good, moving a mountain is far away, I cannot even defend myself. "
And that was the day his love and faith for Tonics shattered forever.
She was waiting patiently for a surprise gift he has promised her. Her eyes always waited for his smile even if it was from across the screen. She loved his mysterious look, lifestyle and personality. Whenever he chatted, he always showed concern and was very friendly.
He had charismatic aura. He knew so many celeberities.
"He might help me become an actress as I had aspired" she thought. " I must learn the dressing sense and poses he suggested for my portfolio."
The other day while she was riding on her cycle returning from her school, suddenly he came out of nowhere right in front of her. Startling her. Amusing her. Teasing her. He was so cool. He told her how much he loved to see her everyday sitting on her windowsill reading that book.
Oh! Only if she could tell him she sat there only for him. To get a glimpse of him.
It was a beautiful summer afternoon. She was extremly happy for no particular reason. Mail van had something for her that day. She received a big scented sparkling blue envelope in her mail box. She was super excited to know what was inside it. It was quite strange to see the address written in hand but seems like written by someone who is not in his senses. The writing is all crawly and creepy in a way but anyways the envelope smelled divine. How thankful she is to Lord today, that Mom has yet not returned from work and dad was out of town, so now she has all the time for herself to explore the contents of that mysterious envelope.
She grabbed it and slammed the door in haste and rushed to her room. She shrieked with joy and jumped on her bed. Quickly without wasting any more time she opened her envelope.
Wait a minute? What was all that inside? She could not understand any of it. It had a tape said ‘COPY’ she lifted it with trembling hands and inserted in her recorder. With the images on the screen her mind got blank, she started shivering and her nerves started collapsing, she was short of breath. She could not believe at all whatever the screen was showing her.
It had pictures of her changing, bathing, nude pictures which she was sure, she never clicked. "Oh! No! Now I remember this pose. I had shown him the other day while chatting on internet. But how come it is NUDE now??" She wondered.
The tape ended with a note
“MEET ME TONITE OR ELSE........"
Immediately her computer screen beeped telling her she had a new message. With trembling hands she clicked it open. It was from him. It read...
"Hello Beautiful.. I have many more pictures of you attached with this mail too. I hope tonight you are meeting me at the address given below.
And I must tell you. I know that you will not disappoint me. AND if you do so than these pictures will be uploaded on internet first thing in the morning."
She cried hard of being so foolishly in love with a person she hardly knew, sending him her pictures and letting him click Online.
***..............***.............***..............***
Beware of all the content you share online. Be it with strangers or with known. Stay Alert. Stay Safe.
©Deepti
If the dead could talk
It's going to be a shock
For deads are dead
There is nothing to be said
Bringing back unknown things
Carrying them on their wings
Might have Stories to tell
Thinking of casting a spell
Who will bother to hear
When everyone's end is near.
©Deepti
