My mumma does not know anything. So many times, when I ask her something she just says "I don't know beta", but she still says I should ask her questions. My daddy is smart, he always gives me answers and chocolates also. But daddy has gone to far-office. I asked mumma when he will be back and did he call. I have to tell him to bring me new barbie when he calls. But mumma just said I don't know. How can mumma not know? She is big. Whenever she asks me questions, I give her right answers. I give right answers to Madam in school also.
New madam is not as beautiful as old madam, but she gives me 3 stars in my homework. Old madam just gave one. New madam asks everybody's names so many times. Sometimes she calls me Angel instead of Anjali. Mummu said Angel means fairy. Like in the stories. Mumma says I am as beautiful and nice as fairies. But mom doesn't tell me stories these days. She says I should read them myself from my new blue book. It's difficult to read words and look at pictures at the same time. But mumma does not listen to me these days. I will tell Daddy when he comes back. And mumma does not give me chocolate Horlicks in milk also. White milk is not tasty. I climbed up the kitchen shelf today to find the horlicks bottle myself, but mumma saw me. She did not scold me, but I still came down. My left finger is hurting since then, but I did not tell mumma. Mumma does not look beautiful now. She is always crying, or cooking, or sleeping. She does not go to office either. I asked her when will she go so she can bring me chocolates and new doll and horlicks on the way back. She just said I don't know.
Mumma should know.
Goodnight.
New madam is not as beautiful as old madam, but she gives me 3 stars in my homework. Old madam just gave one. New madam asks everybody's names so many times. Sometimes she calls me Angel instead of Anjali. Mummu said Angel means fairy. Like in the stories. Mumma says I am as beautiful and nice as fairies. But mom doesn't tell me stories these days. She says I should read them myself from my new blue book. It's difficult to read words and look at pictures at the same time. But mumma does not listen to me these days. I will tell Daddy when he comes back. And mumma does not give me chocolate Horlicks in milk also. White milk is not tasty. I climbed up the kitchen shelf today to find the horlicks bottle myself, but mumma saw me. She did not scold me, but I still came down. My left finger is hurting since then, but I did not tell mumma. Mumma does not look beautiful now. She is always crying, or cooking, or sleeping. She does not go to office either. I asked her when will she go so she can bring me chocolates and new doll and horlicks on the way back. She just said I don't know.
Mumma should know.
Goodnight.
21 comments:
cutie !!
who died ?
from the viewpoint of a child...nicely described...
agree with Indyeah :)
A good attempt, but hastily written? someplaces the innocence is there & in some others its missing.
keep writing :)
agree with the comment above.. so it is not really "fiction", right? :D
I still hold by my viewpoint - Daddy is a consultant, traveling to 'far office' for a project.
And of course mumma doesn't know when Daddy's going to be back. I doubt even Daddy knows.
Short and touching. amazing how you described the childlike innocence and frustration so beautifully. far office....well, the story holds true to both the possibilities.
Very beautifully written...enough to make the readers lose themselves in it...for a few moments....
[neha]
:)
[inhas]
Probably, someone did. In one interpretation, the father.
[indyeah, kon ??]
:) thanks.
[pisku]
Yeah, hasty. Also, sleepily. :P
[divesh]
It is fiction. I m too old for it to be real.
[doc]
I'd give it to you. You read, you choose the subtext.
[exotic]
There is a child in all of us. :)
[aditi]
:)
Thanks
chhooo chwweet :)
I started reading this pretty happily, and then soon got a little scared because I knew a sentence was somewhere there, and it'll come and change the whole thing. And of course, there are sentences like that. Whichever way I interpret the details, these stories are the saddest, because it's innocence talking. :)
Hey nice one... this style of writing reminded me of "catcher in the Rye" :)
[geetika]
:)
[vibhav]
It's a sad story. Just disguised. Though I cant pinpoint the word where the disguise becomes apparent.
[goli]
Achha. Thanks. :)
Nice one ! (So too the comments of Inhas and Doc !!! :D)
lovely
Lovely written.
Lingerie Alley
[phirchalen, ted]
Thanks :)
Extremely cute! :)
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