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Letter Y: Yours Only (AtoZ2019)
I am doing #atozchallenge2019 on my blog. Everyday in the month of April In will be doing the letters from AtoZ with the with small scenes from my WIP The Sibling Saga. Hope you enjoy with Misry and her sister Moon.
Moon as an infant
“Moon come on it is time to go home!”
“Just a bit more Di. I am enjoying the swing,” replied Moon from the swing.
Misry waited for her sister for some time. The hands of the clock ticked away but Moon was enjoying herself. In the end, Misry was angry with her little sister. She left her alone in the playground and came back home.
At home she refreshed up and waited for her evening snacks.
“Where is Moon?” Madhavi asked bring in the snacks tray along with a glass of warm milk.
“She is playing in the swing. I called her several times but she doesn’t want to come home,” answered Misry.
“What? And you left her there?” Madhavi was shocked.
“What could I do? I was hungry.”
“But Misry, didn’t you take her along saying you will take care of her?”
“Yeah Ma I did. But she isn’t listening to me. What do I do?”
“Okay. You have your snacks then. I will go and get her.”
Misry licked the cream out of the biscuit quietly. She didn’t want to think of her younger sister. However, there was something going on at the back of her mind. She was feeling restless.
Madhavi returned with Moon after a short while. Moon was crying. Her knee was bruised and blood was oozing out of the wound. Madhavi quickly made her sit in one of the dining chairs and rushed inside to get the first aid.
Misry’s heart churned looking at Moon. She quickly came to see her sister. “What happened? How did you fall down?”
In between her sobs Moon said, “Gautam pushed me off the swing.”
Gautam was one of their neighbor’s son who was a very naughty child and of Misry’s age.
“Why?”
“He wanted the swing.”
Misry’s heart filled with revenge for her sister hearing that but one look at her sister’s face reminded her that it was her mistake. Had she not left her sister alone in the playground Gautam would never have dared to do this? Revenge was immediately replaced by remorse and Misry hugged her little sister. “Nobody can harm you henceforth, you are my responsibility now,” she said.
Moon stopped crying hearing it. She had no reasons to fear anyone now for her big sister was at her side.
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Letter X: Xcitement (AtoZ2019)
I am doing #atozchallenge2019 on my blog. Everyday in the month of April In will be doing the letters from AtoZ with the with small scenes from my WIP The Sibling Saga. Hope you enjoy with Misry and her sister Moon.
“Misry, you got to take care of your little sister. She is your responsibility dear when you go out to play,” reminded Madhavi. The other day Moon had lost her flying disc in the playground. And today she was asking for a new one to play with her friends.
“But Ma, I play with my friends and she with hers. How can I keep looking at her things?” nagged Misry.
“The same way as I keep a watch on both of you while you are out there playing and I am with my friends,” replied Madhavi.
“She doesn’t even listen to me!” complained Misry.
“Honey, you got to teach her that too.”
“I don’t want to babysit her when I am with my friends, Ma. Even Honey doesn’t look after his kid sister.” Misry was very adamant this time.
“It’s okay dear. You go out and play. I shall see to it.”
Misry went off to play. However, at the back of her mind she felt bad. She couldn’t figure out why she was feeling bad. Was it for not listening to her mother or was it for some other reason? But taking Moon’s responsibility was something she wasn’t ready to take.
That evening while she played with her friends she looked out for Moon in the playground. She could not find her there.
When she returned home she found Moon sitting in the dining hall and playing with her doll. “Didn’t you go out to play today?” asked Misry.
Moon shook her head and continued playing with her doll with a sullen face. Misry didn’t probe further and went on with her routine.
The following evening too Moon didn’t go out and play. Misry was growing restless now. She finally went to ask her mother about Moon. “Ma, why isn’t Moon going out to play with her friends in the playground?”
Moon stood right behind her to listen to the verdict from Ma.
“Because she is not old enough to take care of herself outside, dear. She loses her things and comes home demanding for new ones. You know how difficult it is to get new things here especially when your Daddy is not around. So I want her to learn things first and then step out to play,” answered Madhavi.
Misry turned around and saw Moon’s sad face. It tore her heart. “Alright I am ready to take care of her if that’s the case. But tell her she shouldn’t take any toy from home. There are plenty of games to play even without them. ”
Moon started jumping with joy.
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Letter W: Weary Feet (AtoZ2019)
I am doing #atozchallenge2019 on my blog. Everyday in the month of April In will be doing the letters from AtoZ with the with small scenes from my WIP The Sibling Saga. Hope you enjoy with Misry and her sister Moon.
Misry and Moon always loved going to the Officer Mess with Anurag. He usually took the girls along. They loved watching TV or listening to records on the stereo while Anurag spent time with his fellow officers. The girls had special liking for Nazia Hassan’s Disco Deewane.
Both the girls listened to the whole record and danced too while Anurag enjoyed football match on TV with the other officers. The speciality that evening for both Moon and Misry was a bottle of Thums Up, Limca or Gold Spot.
Back in the eighties fizzy drinks were not that easily available in the stores as they were available now and the campus where Anurag lived was in the countryside. So he made sure his daughters were well treated in the Officer’s Mess and get what they ask for.
Finally it was time to go back home and they were all very excited after a fabulous evening together. They headed for home where Madhavi was waiting at dinner for them. They quickly crossed the long varanda and took the steps leading out to the road to their home.
As it is home was at a walking distance from the Officer’s Mess but as it was dark and Moon as usual cried on “lappy lappy” to Anurag.
As a doting father, Anurag didn’t waste a minute fulfilling his younger daughter’s wish. He sat down on the step lending his back for a ride home. He said with his back towards them, “Here, come on dear.”
Misry saw this as an opportunity she had been waiting for so long. She had always longed for Daddy’s lap but Moon had always ruined her dreams. But this time she was going to avenge it. Even a ride home on Daddy’s back was a big moment for her. Unannounced she shoved aside Moon gently and clung to Anurag’s back.
“You have put on weight,” said Anurag putting his hand around to balance the child. Never did it occur to him that it could be his elder daughter on his back. He blamed it to his long absentees at home that he didn’t get a chance to watch his children grow. He got up and started walking towards home.
Moon was too small to understand what had just happened and kept waiting for her turn where Misry had left her. When she saw Anurag leaving she realized she was left behind. Panic griped her and she cried out,”Daddy, what about me?”
Anurag was stunned hearing her and turned around immediately. He found Moon standing in the veranda. He understood that Misry had played a prank. He turned to Misry at his back and said laughing, “So it’s you and I assumed you to be Moon. No doubt you have grown up child.”
“I am not getting down Daddy,” said Misry with conviction.
Anurag realized that the child needed his attention. “You don’t have to dear. You are my angel. Both of you will get a ride from Daddy. Come on Moon jump into my arms and Misry hold on tight to me.
Moon didn’t waste a second and got into Anurag’s arms.
Anurag walked home with both the girls- one on his lap and the other on his back while the kids clung on to him proudly.
When they reached home Madhavi couldn’t stop herself and asked, “You didn’t have to do it? They could walk.”
“I am a father Madhavi. I can’t let them down. See they are so happy.”
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Letter V: Vow (AtoZ2019)
I am doing #atozchallenge2019 on my blog. Everyday in the month of April In will be doing the letters from AtoZ with the with small scenes from my WIP The Sibling Saga. Hope you enjoy with Misry and her sister Moon.
“Daddy lappy lappy,” said Moon stretching her arms at Anurag.
Anurag was engrossed in the morning newspaper but his heart melt when he looked down at Moon. Quickly he kept aside the newspaper and took the little girl in his lap.
Moon circled her arm around his neck and pecked his cheek gently. “I miss you so much Daddy.”
Anurag pecked her back and said, “I miss you too dear but I have work to take care of and you know that.”
Moon nodded. She was used to his absence at home. Her father being a B.S.F officer was most of the time posted in the border areas. “Are you going to stay this weekend?” she finally asked.
“Of course dear.”
“Yeahhhh, we will go to movie then.”
“Yes of course.”
Later in the evening they went to the campus theatre hall. Since it was nearby they walked to it. On the way back, Moon again cried “lappy lappy” and Anurag lifted her in his arms and walked along with others.
Misry was watching this and out of jealousy she too asked for “lappy lappy”.
“Oh my big girl. You are grown up now. You can walk to home. Can’t you?” said Anurag pulling her close to him as they continued walking.
Misry nodded but inside she felt neglected by her father’s behaviour. All her hatred turned towards her little sister who was enjoying daddy’s love and attention now. She vowed to do something about it. It was just a few years ago that she was the pie of her daddy’s eye but now she was sharing him with her sister. Sibling jealousy was taking toll in her now. Without saying a word she walked back home holding daddy’s finger.
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Letter R: Rage (AtoZ2019)
I am doing #atozchallenge2019 on my blog. Everyday in the month of April In will be doing the letters from AtoZ with the with small scenes from my WIP The Sibling Saga. Hope you enjoy with Misry and her sister Moon.
“Ma see, Moon is not getting out of the bathroom. I am getting late for school,” said Misry angrily. This had become their daily affair. Every time Misry gets ready to go for bath in the morning Moon would rush in unannounced and occupy the bathroom. Misry had been having trouble getting ready in her specified time and almost missed her school bus twice this week.
“Why do both of you have to get ready at the same time? You can do that a little early and she can do it a bit late. Why is there so much fuss about everything with you sisters? We too have grown up with siblings but never roped in Ma for anything. Our issues were always resolved among us. But look at you two?” hissed Madhavi.
She was having a tough time handling all the morning chores alone. Lakhi, their maid had gone home and Madhavi hadn’t found another maid as yet. Hence the stress. But this the children never understood.
All Misry gathered was she was old enough to handle things herself now. So be it. She was ready to fight the battle. Mission Bathroom had to be accomplished anyhow. She tip toed near the bathroom and put her ear on the door. There was silence inside. Of course Moon wasn’t doing anything inside. She was just wasting her time and mine. But you little sister, just wait and see now.
Moon was not ignorant to the silence outside. As long as Misry was cribbing to Madhavi outside she was smiling inside the bathroom. She enjoyed giving hard times to Misry especially when it was the school bus time. How she hated going to school in her tricycle and longed to go to school in a school bus just like Misry. Hence every day she would figure out something or the other in the morning so that Misry misses her school bus. But now the silence outside was killing her. What is she up to? Is she getting ready for school with taking a bath?
Moon put her hears on the door and tried to listen.
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Letter Q: Quirky Solution (AtoZ2019)
I am doing #atozchallenge2019 on my blog. Everyday in the month of April In will be doing the letters from AtoZ with the with small scenes from my WIP The Sibling Saga. Hope you enjoy with Misry and her sister Moon.
Moon was growing very empathetic towards her classmates. Shantanu wanted to eat the boiled egg in his tiffin while Priya wanted to go home, Heena wanted to go shopping. But how?
She earnest looked at the beaten faces of her classmates and thought of the solution. It was just because of the goddamn school bell. Hmm… thats it. It’s the bell. I need to do something about it. But what?
Moon sat down quietly only to think of some other idea. In a few minutes she got up and asked, “I want to go to the washroom.”
Mrs. Jolly asked the aaya and she escorted Moon to the wash room. On the way Moon saw the solution to everyone’s problem, the bell. It was a big gong hanging outside from one of the poles of the varandah of their school near the staff room. There was a mallet too hanging from a nail on the wall in the varendah. All she had to do was ring the bell and everyone can go home or eat their tiffin. But the problem was its height. It was difficult for moon to reach it. So she needed assistance in the crime.
Who better than Rohit? He is tall and competent too.
She walked back to her classroom and shared her intentions with Rohit. Naugty as he was, his eyes sparkled at the thought of it.
“Good idea! But I can’t do it alone.”
He roped in his cousin Shyam, the shy guy of their class and together the trio went off to execute the plan. It wasn’t easy. But they didn’t back off.
First Rohit went out of the class and then Shyam followed. The excuse was wash room of course. Moon too followed them saying she had dropped her hair clip in the wash room and need to trace it back.
Mrs. Jolly who was already facing a hard time with the kids didn’t bother much and allowed them with the aaya again. The boys and girls washroom was adjacent and the aaya waited for the kids outside the washroom area.
Another aaya brought another bunch of kids from another section to the washroom area and the two ladies engaged in small chit chat while kids the finished their business in their respective washrooms.
Moon and her new friends took the brilliant opportunity and escaped unseen from the washroom. They headed straight for the gong. Rohit made a plan. With Shaym he was complete. Moon and Shyam held him up in their arms while he grasped the pole and hit the mallet on the gong several times before running off to their class. Hearing the bell the kids rushed out of their classes with their bags screaming “Chutti chutti ” and nobody dared to stop them. That day the school was over half an hour early.
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Letter P: Preparing for the Classroom (AtoZ2019)
I am doing #atozchallenge2019 on my blog. Everyday in the month of April In will be doing the letters from AtoZ with the with small scenes from my WIP The Sibling Saga. Hope you enjoy with Misry and her sister Moon.
“Kids sit down on your benches and don’t make a noise.”
Mrs. Jolly had been saying this for the nth time in the classroom. But the new batch was turning out to be just too much for her. Every now and then they were up to something.
Moon sat in the class excited. She loved Mrs. Jolly’s hair. They were long black curls, just like the snakes. She just loved watching them falling over her eyes as Mrs. Jolly shoved them behind her ears. Just beside her sat Ronak, the naughtiest and the most intelligent one.
“Come on kids lets sing Row Row…..” before she could finish the kids were on the desk again shouting “Row row row your boat gently down the stream….”
Mrs. Jolly was pulling her hair now. How to make them sit and sing had been her agenda for the most of the time in the class. And when she was done with that assignment then she had the job of stopping Shantanu from eating his tiffin.
“Miss do you know Mommy has given me boiled egg for tiffin. Can I have it now?” asked Shantanu innocently.
“Not now Shantanu didn’t I tell you after the bell rings,” said Mrs. Jolly as sweetly as she could.
“But Miss I think they have forgotten to ring the bell today. It’s been sooooo long now. And you know Mommy has given…..”
“I know Shantanu Mommy has given you boiled eggs for tiffin but sweet heart just wait for a while,” Mrs Jolly cut him short.
Shantanu sat down quietly for another five minutes.
“Miss I want to go home…please send me home…I don’t want to come to school,” pleaded Priya with big sobs.
“Hold on Priya. See once the bell rings you can go home, okay dear” assured Mrs. Jolly patting the crying child. Just then another child was claiming on some else’s accessories. “Heena don’t pull Radha’s hair band. No! I said stop it. Heena!”
But Heena just loved the hair band on Radha’s head and she didn’t mind pulling it off the other child’s head. Radha could not understand first what was happening but when she did she started crying. Mrs. Jolly ran to shush her and handed her back the hair band from Heena. “Tell your mother to buy one for you, okay dear?” said Mrs. Jolly to the kid.
“Hmm..Miss when will I go home?” asked Heena.
“Once the bell rings dear,” replied Mrs. Jolly with a sigh.
Moon sat quietly watching everything in the classroom.
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Letter O : Off to School (AtoZ2019)
I am doing #atozchallenge2019 on my blog. Everyday in the month of April In will be doing the letters from AtoZ with the with small scenes from my WIP The Sibling Saga. Hope you enjoy with Misry and her sister Moon.
Madhavi was confused. She didn’t know how to solve Moon’s problem. The child wanted to go to school yet was not going because there was no school bus service. The play school was just two blocks away from their house at a walking distance and only for campus families, so most of the kids walked to the school with the aaya.
“You carry on,” said Madhavi to the aaya ,”Let me see what can I do for her.”
The lady turned to Moon for confirming the same. She had seen the children tantrum while going to school but she had never come across this tantrum till now. One part of her wanted to laugh out loud and another wanted to maintain her composure since it was a serious matter for the child. She didn’t know how to cajole the kid to school?
“Should I go back then, Didimoni?” she asked Moon.
Moon didn’t answer but hugged her mother tight, her sobs very much audible in the room.
Madhavi tried her to shush but to no success. Her maternal instinct got into work in no time. If my kid wants to go to school in a school bus so be it. I shall bring it for her. Her neurons worked out till it found the solution. And she declared with pride.
“Aya di please wait. Moon is going to school today. Come on kid. Let’s get your damn vehicle to school.” She distanced herself from Moon and walked inside.
Moon looked at her mother in amazement. She knew Ma could do miracles. But what now? As the clock hands ticked away every one standing in the hall looked with anticipation towards the door Madhahvi had gone inside.
And a few minutes later, Madhavi came out dragging Moon’s tricycle behind. “Here get into it and go to school.” She declared pushing the small kid cycle in between her and Moon.
Moon was astonished. She calculated in her small brain – school bus is not happening anytime in this school so it was better to take the opportunity of the tricycle to go to school instead. She quickly wiped her eyes dry and gave an ear to ear grin to her mother. Then jumped into her tricycle and rode out of the door.
“Here take the umbrella please. It’s very sunny outside,” said Madhavi to the aaya.
The lady took it and followed Moon out of the house.
“Bye Bye Ma.”
“Bye Bye Shona.” Madhavi waited by the window to see her daughter ride the tricycle to her school.
In a short while they appeared out of the parking and it was a sight to remember. Just like a Maharaja, Moon was in her tricycle and the lady held the umbrella behind on top of her head to shade Moon from the sun. Madhavi smiled. Moon was a step ahead of Misry in terms of tantrums.
Paromita Goswami 