“What happened?” Hama-Guri came and sat beside a new face who sat looking at the blue sky. He had seen him sitting like that for more than ten days now. Every day he used to think that he would come and ask but break time used to get over so quickly that he never got the chance. And he was not in his section so Hama never saw him otherwise.
“No Hama I will not go!” Wailed his cousin Ba-Chaa. She was four and his maternal first cousin. And they loved each other immensely. They didn’t meet often though because, although in the same town, their homes were quite a distance apart. It was only during times likes these when school was closed for the summer vacations that they met.
“But sis, you love dancing. And aunt told me that you were the one who wanted to join this class.”
Ba-Chaa looked at her big brother, her expression a mix of worry and sadness.
“Something’s happened. Right?” Hama asked. He had been staying at his aunt’s house for more than a week now and he had been noticing that his otherwise extremely chirpy baby sister had turned all quiet. Now he understood that her dance class was the culprit. Read more… →
About the Contributor: He is an advocate working with the Supreme Court of India. He likes writing poetry or blogging about various legal matters when he is not working. He loves children and think that they ask smarter questions than judges! “Convincing a kid is more difficult than getting an order from the court,” he says.
Children are full of questions. Sometimes they do not know and hence they ask. And sometimes the adults are not particularly good at answering – hence begging more questions. Read more… →
“I’m bored.” Hama yawned on a Saturday morning. School had just closed for a short spring break. But that was not the cause of his boredom. His best friend had gone off to visit his granny with his parents for a week.
“I’m bored too!” Mumma joined in, copying his tone.
“Mumma! Stop that. Don’t copy me.” Hama replied. “I truly am bored. Father’s busy with the cows and you have been cooking all morning.”
“But I’m making the apple pie for you kiddo.”
“I know Mumma. Still…” He couldn’t complete the sentence because another yawn escaped his lips. Read more… →
“Ma-Doooooor!!” Hama-Guri squealed. “Give me the ball…Quick!”
Ma-Door threw the ball to his best friend. it was always great to spend a Sunday morning with his closest pal in their favourite park. Added, finally the sun had come out today after many foggy winter days.