It was drizzling that evening as her mom shut the windows in the drawing room and signed her to go up and sleep. She had a hearty dinner that evening, the loud burp made it quiet evident of the same!
She hopped up to her room to find her room window open. She so wanted to enjoy the drizzle over. She stole herself to the balcony beside the window. She peeped her face over the railing and stuck out her tongue to taste it probably!
She could hear someone climbing upstairs, so she quickly shut herself in her room, dried her face and off she tucked herself into the cosy bed.
“Deepa! Deepa!!” Her mother shrilled. “Are you still awake?”
” Y.. Yes Amma.. tell me..”
She gave a bunch of brand new shopping bags. She reminded her of the next day and down she left.
Deepa opened them with excitement to find a silk saree in her favourite teal colour. It was adorned with a traditional mango motif at the sides. To go with the saree was a heavy antique gold jewellery with matching earrings. She was brimming with excitement seeing all this!
Her granny must be right that she is gifted to get rich and kind parents like hers!
At the break of dawn, she was woken up by her mother. She quickly obeyed her mother and put on the saree and ornaments after a quick shower.
Without wasting a moment, she was whisked away in a car by her parents. A car that followed it was that of the mother’s brother, his wife and their 7 year old, Suresh. Soon all of them reached the Amman temple in their village. A handful of people from the same street came soon after.
The priest was performing the rituals of the wedding that was about to take place. The groom was all ready in his silk dhoti and shirt at the pandal.
A few months passed by..
Deepa has already established herself in the new family. She got up before everyone, took shower on time, put little rangolis that she was learning from her fellow neighbours, cooked up breakfast for her husband, in-laws and tried doing all possible chores that was there in her house.
As she was filling colour in her rangoli that morning, a car arrived and little Suresh hopped out of it and hugged her tight.
“Akka.. you were not seen for so many days in the school. You were probably hiding away from me to skip the pending treat you had to give for topping your class. ” Suresh blabbered out with a candid anger. “You probably ate all the panipuris we used to share by yourself. Look at your paunch!!”
She replied a smile back and took him in her new house.
Padma Kumari K