Sunday, 23 March 2014

Is It Innocence!

11th ! :D

23rd March, 2014

It was Shriya's 9th birthday. She had a pink-brown complexioned skin with a cute face, that anyone can look at for hours. She still had the little baby habits and the language which made her all the more adorable and people, be it relatives or friends, never failed to shower her with her favourite toys and chocolates, just so that they could get to play/ make her talk with her cute baby language. In short, cute is the word that best describes her. So it was no wonder, her birthdays were always filled with merry, fun and festiveness. All her friends from her school, neighbourhood, her relatives and cousins etc made sure to be present on her birthday. Shriya loved the people who came to her house. Not because she knew them before or something. But because they brought attractive presents and gifts with them.

Therefore it was not a surprise to Nithya, Shriya's mom, when her daughter kept asking her when the party was going to start and who all were coming. She was in this High-voltage cranky mood from the morning and no amount of cajoling or even warning could calm her down. As much as Shriya was excited, Nithya too was determined to make her child's birthday to be truly special. She herself had already bought a gift  after months of thinking and racking her brain. Although, she was apprehensive about whether her daughter will like it or not. To avoid such a situation, she bought a second gift which was more to Shriya's tastes.

The evening seemed to arrive at its own pace and Shriya was growing restless by the minute. Only after the first few guests arrived, did she smile widely for the first time that day. As the clock begin to approach 7:30, more and more guests were arriving. The cute cake was finally cut after Shriya refused to do so initially, since the cake had a picture of herself beaming wide. It was a photo cake. After that, it was presents time. Nithya gave her two presents first. Shriya was over-excited and shaking. The first present turned out to be a box of assorted chocolates including all time favourites such as snickers, milky bars and mars etc. Nithya and the others looked on expectantly as Shriya was unwrapping the second gift from her mother. Shriya's excited face drooped a little bit, her expression changed to curiosity. Inside was a greeting card and beneath it was what appeared to be a black coloured perfume can. Without bothering the greeting card, she began to fiddle with the can. Nithya then asked her to stop and read the card instead. One thing that Shriya was proficient in, was 'reading'. She had already started reading the famous Harry Potter series. Shriya began to read:

Dear Shriya,
Many more happy returns of the day my dear child 
I hope all your birthday dreams and wishes come true.
I wish you all the success and I'll be there for you no matter what happens.
May God bless you !

Now coming to this peculiar gift that you see.
This was a gift that I had been thinking for a long time.
It is not a perfume can as you think.
It is a pepper spray canister.
These are dark times in our country.
You must know that, not all people are the same.
There are good people and there are bad people.
There are various kinds of bad people. 
Some steal, some commit murders and some others do other stuff.
It is really not necessary to go into the details.
I want you to be safe, sound and healthy both physically and mentally.
The mechanism and effect of this can is pretty simple. 
Some could be strangers or sometimes well-known people too,
May approach you in an inappropriate manner.
When your heart tells you that you are in trouble, 
Just spray the can on the attacker's face.
And run from the place.
As much as salt is important for human beings,
You very well know that pepper can cause blindness and irritation to the eyes.
Probably this isn't the gift you would have expected. 
But this, I feel, will safeguard and protect you from potential dangers.
God bless you, my cutie pie.
-Your Mummy.

Amidst mixed reactions from the guests, Nithya was looking at her daughter, noticing any positive expressions in her face. Shriya turned to her mother and hugged her tightly. 
"Thank you, mummy", she whispered in her ears. Now Nithya was confused. She expected Shriya would ask her questions. It was as if Shriya understood the seriousness of her message. If she did understood it, does that mean Shriya knew about it earlier which in turn meant, she had already experienced such an instance??!!

Nithya was dumbstruck as she stood there watching her child opening the next present.

For months, she had been wondering if the pepper spray was the right gift to give her daughter now.

But, now it was all the more frightening.

This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.

Saturday, 1 March 2014

The War Starts. . .Yet Again!

It is that period of the year when the sky is clearing up and its familiar azure returns to Chennai. In other words, summer is gradually making her entrance. Under normal conditions itself, Chennai experiences a horrible humid and dry weather.  Atleast for most part of the year. February has been kind enough to remain cool. But she shows her hot temper during the day, contrasting the night. Even more surprising was the fact it rained in Chennai on two different days, which is like never. However, day by day, Chennai is becoming more hot.

The picture beside is an instagrammed one, took recently. Although saturated a bit more than usual, you can clearly see the plain blue-ness. Imagine the heat!

Now coming to the topic in hand. It looks as though mosquitoes have gained an intelligence quotient from hum beings by sucking their blood, their DNA enhanced. This season they come with more intelligence, power and stealth. Oh really. . .They are like these stealthy 'assailants'. They can find their freaking way even in dark hours and disrupting conditions (I thought so). You will be outraged if you see my pillow or the bedcovers. The reason being that it is painted with red tinges scattered in different areas. Mosquito Blood. In my sleep I would have scratched myself killing some of them. Such is the atrocity. Their 'injections' have a great depth. No amount of layers of clothing or covering yourself helps from their attacks.

A few days back the power had been shut down for about 5 hours in the night starting from 8 PM, owing to a transformer burst.That was one of the horrible nights. The generator did run for a good two and half hours. But eventually that too ran out of power. It was so hot that I couldn't cover myself with a bedsheet in an effort to safeguard from these night demons. That really only worsened the situation. Besides the numerous painful assaults on the various parts of the skin, there was also the occasional 'drunk' humming, which proved to be irritating. Sometimes, one of them mange to enter my nose,  that was highly disgusting, also gross. Overall, that happened to be a night when I was in desperate need of sleep, but alas, couldn't lie on the mattress even for two seconds. Neither could I sleep properly or even lie down leisurely for that matter! My sleep spoilt, I decided to take revenge on these demons. I have the Electric Bat! The extra light that was inbuilt in the bat was a blessing in disguise. SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! I didn't just swish the bat, but sort of vigilantly. Now, I don't mean to praise myself or so :P But vigilance is certainly important to annihilate them. The power came at 1 AM and that is when I slept. I had killed most of them by then. This war is never ending. It will happen every night till the season?! (there is no fixed season as to when these killers will come to the battle arena) is over. Ofcourse there are some basic measures to ward them off. Maintaining - Density of things in a room, Moisture content in the room, Surroundings etc; But I'd say that killing them is far more entertaining than maintaining. :P  LOL. I am not like being this evil person 'cause of the kill word used :D This battle is kind of an art and skill, if you come to think of it. Practice to the wrists, Vigilance, Timing and Aiming and of course perfection. You'll definitely smile to yourself at the cracker like sounds.

And last week, I received the 1000 Rs /- voucher for that Dabur contest sponsored by Indi and Dabur, one of the runner-ups. It was truly a wonderful moment. :)

Here is the link for that story: Elixir Of Life. Do give a read if you have the time :)


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