Antara's Diary ...... 14th to 17th Sept

Dear Diary,

Vidya was taking us to buy some mithai to take for Sameer Uncle since we were going to his house for dinner. But Vidya was suddenly not well so we went to the doctor's instead. The doctor asked Vidya to take rest. Abhi my little brother was worried and asked his mum if she was ok. She assured him she was and then he asked, "what about the baby?" Vidya said the baby was fine too. Oh!!!! I didn't know about any baby. What is a baby? Is it that tiny little creature which bundled up and put in a cradle? Maybe I should find out from ….. how do I do that? Maybe draw it? A cradle, I mean….that would prompt the adults to talk about it and then I'll get to know. What do you think, Diary?

The doc tried to talk to me…..but I remained silent. Vidya explained to the doc about me.

Anyway at bedtime Papa tucked me in as usual, stroked my hair and kissed my brow. I kind of like this ritual. Love you, Papa……..

Goodnight everyone………

Dear Diary,

Nothing much to write today. Abhi and Vidya had a race today at the breakfast table. Who would drink milk faster ........... It was Papa's idea. Abhi won the race. He looked so happy. In the evening, Papa got me dressed but didn't put on my rucksack. I screamed. Why Oh Why? I want my rucksack. Why did both Papa and Vidya look at me so concerned? They fear I won't behave at Sameer Uncle's house.

I'll tell you part by part.

G'nite Diary.........

We went to Sameer Uncle's house for dinner. Abhi liked his father's mobile. I too liked the phone. His father called me over to take a look but I was shy at first. Then I got up and went to have a look. He gave the phone in my hand. I took the phone and looked at the buttons. It was fascinating……no wonder Abhi liked it. Everyone went in for dinner.

The next day Abhi came to my room and saw Sameer Uncle's father's mobile in my hand. He was shocked and wanted to know from where I had got the phone. He asked me if I had stolen it. Now why would I steal it when Uncle gave it to me?? Abhi was getting really hyper. Sometimes he gets worried like an old hen and goes cluck cluck cluck. He told me that Mama and Papa would be very angry if they learnt what I had done. Arre Abhi…..I hadn't done anything. He told me things would be alright if I said sorry to Uncle and returned the phone. He started to teach me how to say sorry. So—rry, So—rry, So—rry. This guy was beginning to sound like a broken record. And why was he teaching me speech? He began to beat his head on the bed. Abhi stop that ….it made me laugh.

Papa entered the room and saw Abhi with the phone in his hand. He was livid. He asked Abhi from he got the phone. Abhi remained silent. Papa yelled at him. I closed my ears and began to cry. I was petrified. Why was Papa screaming and making so much of noise? Why was he shouting at Abhi? Vidya was very angry too. She whacked him. Oh dear! What was happening? She dragged Abhi away and punished him.

I couldn't stop crying. Poor Abhi…….

It was evening and Abhi was still punished. I was still crying. They changed my seat at the dinner table thinking that would quieten me. But my heart was broken. I couldn't eat when Abhi went without food. Papa asked me what I wanted….so I said Antara- mobile. He gave me my toy mobile but I didn't want that. I threw it aside. Papa kept his mobile on the table. I picked it up and fingered it. Arti bua rightly said…..this means that Antara had picked up the phone.

Dear Diary, I didn't realise that I wasn't supposed to take what I had liked. I didn't want Abhi to get punished. Abhi is a good boy. Oh what have I done?!!!

Dear Diary,

ha ha ha...

soo funny... Some days...

i used write this very same line in my diary too....

today i missed the show so came here to see your angels diary...

I loved the way you wrote about old hen and its cluck cluck...

and the way Abhi taught Antra to say so--rry... lol