It's a chilly Sunday morning. There is lot of commotion in the living room. I am half awake. Been so from 4.30 in the morning, ever since my in-laws started their kitchen work. They are getting ready for a local trip around Bangalore.The calling bell rings to announce the arrival of the taxi.
My mother-in-law comes into my room and says, "My dear, I have made idlis and rice for you. Take care and eat well." The calling bell rings the second time. My brother has come. He is to keep me company till the arrival of my family. I have been bed-ridden for the past one month as I have been advised by doctor to take reat. Books, laptop and the phone are my all time companions.
My 13-year old nephew calls out to his mother, my elder sister-in-law, "Mom, I am taking my little cousin down-stairs. Ask Aarthi to carry our bags." My sister-in-law warns him not to open the lift door till it lands properly on the ground floor. Aarthi, his sister, carries the bags and accompanies her brother. Their 5-year old cousin, my younger sister-in-law's daughter, is all smiles. Both the kids have been telling her what all they were to see that day. They will be going to the Bannerghatta national park, will see zebra, girafee, bear, lion, tiger.......all the three are excited.
My sister-in-law comes into my room and tells me that its very bad that all our plans are spoiled and I am not able to accompany them. It would have been more fun if I too had been able to go with them. We had planned this trip two months before. I wish them all a great day ahead. My husband kisses me bye and they all leave.
If all this were to happen, and I didn't have to imagine the whole thing, if my nephew really did take his cousin with him, if my little niece walked with her cousin, if my sister-in-law didn't have to lock her son in the cab and ask the driver to take care................My nephew's brain has not developed enough to guide his physic to perform the day-to-day activities while my niece has a defective heart which does not let her exert herself physically.
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Friday, December 28, 2007
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