Shush! Simply a short story!{COMPLETED}

Well! This ss is not based on any mythological shows ,epics as well as actors.In our day to day life we come across so many stories which are more interesting and intriguing than the great epics as well as shows. This story is based on some real facts as well as my imaginations but it would be a nice blend difficult to differentiate which is real and reel.

I had planned to finish this in four or five shots. I am writing this one out of my own interest. no ideas that how many of you will like it but i just wanted to give a shape or form for this concept which is struggling in my mind.

This is a story of an eight year old boy (Subramanian). As I said earlier it has some real facts so I don't want to change the place where it took place. You would get to know about a middle class Tamil family in south India. You get more chances to know about their lifestyle..traditions and beliefs.

Okay now straight to the story!

There may be some grammatical mistakes. so pls ignore it😊

Said Saravanan to the priest . The head priest in the temple was very old. He nodded his head and walked over the sanctum Sanctorum and started the Archana.

Saravanan closed his eyes and prayed deeply.

"Muruga! My son had suffered a lot. Please grant him a healthy and long life."

The priest came out with the archana plate.

He offered the holy ash and said "do not worry! Sometimes The Lord will test and assay the devotion and dedication we have for him but he will never abandon his devotees. Trust him."

Saravanan , again joined his palms and looked reverently at his God, gleaming in lamp lights ,adorned in dark green attires and simple ornaments.

He applied the holy ash wide across his forehead.

He hurried out of the temple. While scampering to his house he heard a familiar voice calling out his name.

He turned back and grinned by seeing the man who was almost running to him.

"Bhasheer" he exclaimed.

"Saravana! How are you. How is our Subramani now" the man stifled.

"Come" said Saravana and started walking to the house. Bhasheer is running a pharmacy next to Saravanan's provisional store. They both were good friends since from their boyhood.

"Subramani is well now." Answered Saravanan.

"What did the doctor say finally"?

Saravanan sighed.

"First they said it was a viral infection but there was no improvement even after taking one week course of medicines. Then they suspected as typhoid. But the blood result showed negative. Then the doctor swung into then action immediately. He asked to take tests for all possibilities of fever. Blood, urine, scan, E.C.G, X ray ! after examining all the results they suspected as Dengue. But blood results were different. Platelet counts or something ..they said some cells in the blood were increased enormously which was completely irrelevant to Dengue.

Again they suspected as some rat fever. Meanwhile a chief doctor had a doubt of brain fever. They drilled my child's spine and extracted some fluid to rule out the doubt." Saravanan stopped here. His eyes became teary. Bhasheer patted him.

"Bhasheer! Sometimes the tests and treatments were more horrible than the diseases. But Thank God! it was not the brain fever. Again the chief doctor came up with another doubt. He suspected a disease.." he pondered..

"the name of the disease.. some bike company name.. Suzuki.. no no.. anngg! Kawasaki.

But he had no external symptoms of the disease but they asked us to take an opinion from a pediatric cardiologist for the disease may cause some heart damages. My wife was almost dead in dread when we see our child's heart pumping on the echo examination screen. My Lord saved my child from these dangerous diseases."

"Almighty is there ! Ya allah. Then?"

"then what fever started subsiding after 40 days. The temperature became normal. After 45 days we were discharged from the hospital but still they were searching the reasons for his fever. After two weeks rest today he is going to school." Saravanan smiled.

Bhasheer clutched his arms.

"everything will be alright. I'll see him later. Now I got to go. Bye pa" left Bhasheer.

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Saravanan got inside his house hearing a humming from the kitchen. Saraswathi was singing something . Saravanan chuckled. After a long time today this house was filled with happiness. His five year old daughter came running and clung to him."Appa" she exclaimed.

"Meenu kutti! What were you doing?"

She shushed and whispered to her father "amma is singing"

"Saraswati! What's that sound ?did you move any vessels in the kitchen?"

Meenakshi closed her mouth and giggled.

A steel plate came flying out of the kitchen . Saravanan caught before it hit the ground.

"Saras! You have never told me that you are a great discus champion." He laughed. She twisted her lips.

He inhaled deep. "wow! What's for the breakfast" he asked

"idly and onion Chutney. Subramani loves it" she said.

"where is he? " he asked and looked into the room.

"bathing"

"Did you see what he is doing?" asked Saravanan.

That sounded dreadful for Saraswathi. She missed the vessels in her hand. She came running into the hall.

"what ? what is he doing ?" she asked nervously.

Saravanan looked baffled. But he knew ,it would take some days for her to completely come out of this kind of fear.

"Ay! Daughter of a fool! " he rapped mildly on her forehead.

She lifted her daughter and said with a smile in the corner of her lips "meenu! Appa is calling you"

Meenu laughed loudly!

Saravanan showed a fake anger but he enjoyed this light hearted moment.

"Meenu! You are in my side or your mom's " asked him

She pondered a while."MM! mom" she said. They both made a a hi-fi.

" you girls go away! My son is there for me. We are the most powerful gang." He went inside the room and stood stunned. Saras who followed gasped.

Subramani was lying down on his bed. His eyes were wide opened . He was staring at the ceiling. His lips were twisted he ground his teeth, clenched his hands. A mild roar escaped from his throat. He moved his head left and right unevenly and twisted his body. He tossed and writhed on his bed. Some unknown sounds were heard from his mouth.

He screamed suddenly. He roared. " hrrummm! Hrummm! What you fools looking at me!I am Muni.. Muneeswaran!!your God! Get lost from here you idiots.. go away. " she shouted. He put out his tongue and bit it vigorously.