"Cut and paste a picture of your family or draw images of your family" read the text of the school activity book. She listened to the teacher's instruction, while her eyes saw the outlined page of the book..
My papa is never with us and I haven't seen him at all, she thought while doing this activity..Soon the bell rang and she walked out of the class sedately.. Immune to other children's discussion about their families and exchanging of notes, she hardly waited for her friends to catch up with her..
Guddi ran out of the school as fast her her tiny legs could carry and boarded the school bus back home..Today she will pester her mom again about her dad and will make sure she gets proper answer, she decided with determination..
Priya reached home a much later.. The bundle of joy simply rushed out of the door, to hug her tighly as soon as it saw her mother..Smiling happily and holding her close, Priya felt all the tension and stress of the day, drain away.
" Momma, today I was asked to draw or paste my family picture.. I just drew you and me..Where is papa, mommy? Why hasn't he come to see me at ll? How will he be like? Where does he live?" a barrage of questions in eager enthusiasm followed, making Priya sigh and at a loss for words..
Her mind drifted 5 years back in time..She was released from jail, but had met with an accident..Soon Ram too had an accident in which he had lost his memory..On her release from the hospital, she learnt that Ram's amnesiac state had changed the dynamics totally..
As Guddi started growing she found solace in more ways than one..
But one thing she couldn't do anything was Guddi's persistent curiosity about her father.."What was my father like? What is his favourite food? What did he do for living? Etc etc," kept bombarding Priya, making her helpless to satiate her thirst for the knowledge of her father..
A chance offer for the post of a professor in Mayo college, Ajmer, India, saw her shift base again in these 5 years..But to her dismay she discovered Guddi to be more adamant and demanding, of her father..How was she going to handle this pressure? Her own resolve and control of her life seems to slip through her fingers day by day..
Back to the present, she noticed much time had passed and Guddi had been fed dinner was already asleep, thanks to the maid..Caressing her face and blowing a kiss on her, Priya heard the faint snore from her precious.. Memories of another time and place flashed through her..
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Each wanting to be in the company of the other..
Each wanting the other to make the first move..
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Two pairs of eyes held on to each other.. One questioning and the other answering..
Two pairs of hands tried to grope for support.. One holding on to the doorframe, the other holding on to the little girl..
Two faces filled with emotions of all kinds.. One in anguish and the other in happiness..
Two hearts spoke with each other.. One crying and asking for forgiveness; The other wiping away the tears and offering solace..
New place, new home and new school..
Awesome story didi...hats off...kalakkiteenga...solrathukku varthaiye illai...really superb...the name 'Guddi' was too cute...just loved every bit of it...the point when Ram comes along with Guddi to her house and the way you described the expressions of both of Ram and Priya were just out of this world...thanks for such a wonderful story...hats off to your writing...ungal ezhuthu thiran munnal thalai vanangugiren...
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