It's been 3 days since the Chaturvedi family came on Ved's most awaited trip,their native place Dikshitpur .
Ved was thoroughly enjoying every minute of the trip,munching yummy snacks,riding bullock carts, visiting the agricultural lands, bathing in the ponds and most importantly away from studies. Everytime he visit the place he gets fascinated all over again with the big and little things there.
Being a friendly child each time a new friend gets added to the list of people who eagerly awaits his arrival and Ved spends the most of his time here roaming around with his 'toli'.
"Mummaaa Papaaaa Naniiii Nanuuu Taujii Taiji look what did I bring for you all"
A rushing Ved entered like a tornado with his friends.
"Seeee !! Sugarcane"
"Ohh wow,give one to me" Samarth immediately took one and started having it.
"From where did you get it Ved?"
Bhavani inquired.
"Aaree there's a huge field na just before the bus stand we brought it from there"
"Did you ask anybody before taking it?"
"No,there were plenty and we just brought a few,so Mathur said we can just take it"
"We shouldn't take others things just like that Ved, it's not a good habit"
"Nothing happens mumma"
Saying so he kissed her cheek and vanished away with his group as if a guest of wind.
"Hahahaa...Bhavu,let it be na,bachcha hai.Why do you keep scolding him? And if you're so worried, I'll inform Sheetal ji, it's their land,I know she won't mind,so you just relax and enjoy the sugarcane"
Sharda,Bhavani's mother assured.
"Yes,I should relax so that you can spoil him more"
"You dare not question me,your son is nothing in front of you. If I start narrating your childhood stories na a decade will pass but your list of mischiefs won't"
"Achcha?!?Maa please tell na, because she herself would never treat me with those"
"Aare beta don't get me started,she would break the glasses of the hurricane during the loadshedding days and run away so that I don't drag her to studies,she would steal all the mangoes of the neighbours even before they could locate them all,and once toh she even started throwing cowdung at people during Holi...and one day.."
"Ouuffff Maaaa can you please stop ?!"
Bhavani cut her mother off before she could unfold any more embarrassing stories
"Whatt ?! omgg!! Cowdung in Holi and about the glasses? You yourself were scolding Ved the other day regarding studies" Samarth was literally red visualising a kid Bhavani doing those
"Not only that she also tied the tails of two cows using a string and the cows Hari and Om you won't believe Samarth beta...they slapped her using those same tied up tails together and Bhavu opened it just within a second "
This time Bhavani's father Ambareesh decided to stab her.
Samarth almost fell down his chair while the whole room echoed in laughter.
Bhavani,unable to take anymore embarrassment collected her utensils and ran out of the room to resume her chopping.
Vedant and his group,on the other hand was thinking of climbing the house made of hay kept around someone else's home.
"Listen guys, we'll climb up by keeping the steps in the places I've pointed and then we can see the places till far..easy peasy !!"
That's it and they agreed to start their adventure
No sooner did they start jumping, the whole stack of hay fell and all of them landed directly on the bed of dried red chillies, making it scatter too in the process.
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Here goes the Part I of chapter 3,hope you'll enjoyed and found it worth reading.
I'll be posting the part II soon.
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Behind the rigidity
General FictionOne which revolves around a typical middle class family from the late 80s, consisting of a rebellious young boy and his parents
