Life on WINGS

In everyone's life, there comes a time of ultimate challenge.
- a time when all our resources are tested
-a time when life seems so unfair
- a time when our faith, our values, our patience, our compassion, our ability to persist are pushed to the limit and beyond...but @ the same time gives you the wings to explore the WORLD of yours....

Spread your wings and fly away far away

Monday, December 1, 2008

Little girl in her own world & her wallet...


A small village which lies in the north part of Karnataka was a whole world for one little girl. A three year old girl, so active, so mischievous, so stubborn, all the 13 in the family found it difficult to handle her.

This girl never worried about world, no clue about what next. All time playing with her play toys, set of play kitchen utensils (which consists of all basic things which are mandatory other than groceries coz its irrational cooking), buying ice creams one thing she loved to do coz never paid money to get one. Ice creams were sold for old iron pieces instead of money (she got full support from her uncle, dad’s elder brother who helped her to get waste iron pieces of tractor’s spares, may be even worried if she gives which were much useful). One more thing she was crazy about is wallet. It was her favorite play toy. All the way she got what she wanted whether it may be chocolates, ice creams, play toys or a wallet. One day her eyes were caught by a wallet in her Grandpa’s casket. She demanded for that, but this time she didn’t get. She became so furious and she decided not to eat anything till she finds that wallet in her little hands (probably this is the best trick every kid does).

The head of the family was her granny for any kind of decision. Either it could be what has to be cooked for breakfast or even if they needed to expand the paddy farm. Of course financial matters were taken care by grandpa, dad and uncles. Just to let you know granny was much more stubborn than the little girl :).

Granny became irate and put her in a store house and passed order to all the family members, “No one will get her out, she is no less than devil. Little dare devil”.

The Store house had no light, no ventilation, a pitch dark house which had only rats running around. She was sitting on a small chair, didn’t uttered a word in 2 hrs 15 mins was lost in her deep thoughts how to get the wallet. Mom was hurt for what happened with her little baby and was weeping in her heart (Helpless coz she won’t argue with her mother in law as she was Adarsh bahu).

Finally the moment of truth has come. Grandpa felt guilty and he took her out of store house. Girl was on cloud nine coz wallet in her little hands. Everyone was happy too to see happiness in those little dazzling eyes. Granny too, coz she found her lost gold ring in that wallet.

Little girl and her wallet…… :)

2 comments:

Seema Syed said...

I am feeling great reading your blogs! your childhood memories are awesome and it really takes lotta effort to pen down your feelings and emotions.No wonder you are still a Dare Devil....Keep posting :-)

Vidya said...

Thanks for the visit.Seen many zigzags on my journey and have countless terrific memories. I will do my very best to share...
;-)