Priya’s anxiety knew no bounds,as she watched her little two year old playing.Yea,i can sense your doubt,why should a mom be anxious when her kids playing ?After all,every mother would be relieved to get a few minutes peace while their little one finds something to occupy herself.But,this little one,was playing,with a bunch of 50 paise coins.
And that sent Priya’s thoughts flying back,years behind,to the time when she and Preethi were playing on the porch .Ever since her kid sister had been born,Priya had been getting lesser and lesser attention from her parents.Or,so she thought.Tsk,it was always “shes a baby,Priya,give it to her.let her have her way,poor little thing”.She didnt quite know whether she loved her sister or not.She stared at the little one,who was in turn,staring at her.Her role model,her elder sister.Preethi’s motto in life,atleast at that age was,”Anything my sister can do,I can do better”.
Priya decided to have some fun with Preethi “Look,I can swallow coins ?Can you?”
Preethi looked at her elder sister in awe ” Show me”.
Priya placed the coin on her tongue and closed her mouth.She opened it again,and lo,the coin was gone.Well,we know the stupid trick dont we ? But poor little Preethi was clueless.She was amazed.But she had no idea of letting her sister get the better of her.She said,”I can do it too”.She placed the coin in her mouth and well,you guessed it,swallowed it.
She started to suffocate,tried to tell Priya that the coins stuck,but couldn get her words out.Priya didnt think for a second.She ran into the house,crying “Amma ! Papa coina muzhungitaa ma “.And then,what happened ,after that,was something Priya wouldnt forget for a long time.Blood,blood and more blood from her sisters mouth.All the neighbours desperately trying to help the little thing.Finally,they held her upside down and gave quite a few whacks.And out came the coin !
Priya was filled with remorse.She wondered what would happen if her parents came to know that she was partly the reason for this whole accident.She looked apprehensively at Preethi,who was sitting quietly nursing her really sore throat.
“Uh,hows the throat now?”
Preethi looked at her, her innocent eyes holding no grudge against her elder sister,and croaked ” I still did it better than you,didn’t I?” .
It was this moment,this precise moment that Priya decided that she,after all,loved the little pesky attention-clamoring,but all the same ,lovable little idiot.
And,yea,I survived to tell this tale . [ Definitely with loads of extra fittings.Solra kathaiya Cheran maathri solla koodaathu .Shankar maathri extravagantaa sollanum
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