In my age Diwali was meant for new dress, sweets and fire crackers.. Unfortunately , that Diwali was not as auspicious as it used to be..
The entire day went monotonously as I was simply sitting in my room..
The scene I saw at the swing was disheartening and I felt like crying as the lump in my throat was getting harder by time to time..
Amma was not bothered much at the beginning as she herself was worn-out in Diwali preparations.. When the evening grew into night , she came to me ...
" .. what happened to my chella kutty?"
This is how she used to pamper me.. !!!
The way she patted my back made me to cry...
" Amma .. I do not like that boy shravan.. Akka loves him a lot .."
She corrected my slightly smudged kajal and laughed..
" That's so simple .. You are spoiling your festival happiness only because you felt jealous ..?"
I blinked unable to reply..
She embraced me kissing my cheeks ..." suman.. Do you know how pretty you are today? Did you show your mehendi to akka.. Look at your hand? How beautifully it has turned to red?"
I was diverted in a better way by my mother.. I merrily traced my eyes through the reddened dots in my hand..
I was comfortable comparatively..
Again , I was ready to meet Divya akka. This time.. " Suman!!!"
She stopped me and knelt in front of me.." Beta .. Love is the purest form of soul.. It does not mean that if akka loves shravan , she is not loving you.. In fact , her love for you and shravan will grow abundantly.. That 's the power of love. You will get twice what you give.. "
It seemed that she was trying to convince me and she was succeeded to some extent...
I nodded ...
" Beta.. Shravan is Divya akka's relative.. His parents are going through tough time .. They have sent him here for his studies.. He does not know Tamil.. Be kind to him beta.. poor child..!"
I was wondering to her talk and to my surprise , the hatred I had for him extended to the deep of my heart ..
Amma can convince me by her sweet talk.. But How she will manage anna?
Because , I know my brother.. He is adamant and self centred..a logger head..! complaint box...!
For the first and last time , I was happy with my brother's character which I hate the most...
But , things were not happy enough as I thought.. My brother stuck with shravan so easily .. He played with him , sharing his most precious toys...
Honestly , I was confused! More than that I was disappointed a lot .
It was a Monday , after the Diwali holidays ..When I enter in to the class, first thing that I noticed was , him...
You have come here too!!!
I rolled my eyes in fury..
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" Hey..! You are here too!!!"
I look down at the voice from the first floor.. He stands at the billing counter , holding a pile of books close to him..
I wave my hands and gesture that I come there..
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Dear Bestie..( Completed)
Short Story" Actually , all the strangers we meet in life are not really strangers" - When I came across this quote, I grinned .. When I felt it firsthand , I said -" yea.. It's true. At least to some extent.." "Hai!! I am Suman Tiwari.. A south Indian girl f...