HAPPINESS IS A GIFT
Rahul’s heart melted when i couldn’t let go of the prank of seeing a snake across the greenish pathway. He tossed the Basket we were meant to use and fetch African mango fruit (Ogbono seed) that Janani (Mother) ask us to pick away as he jumps in seek of a refuge. I smiled with my wide open diastema holding Rajiv my little brother who is scared of the unknown more than Rahul himself. As I couldn’t endure keeping both in suspense anymore I whispered to Rajiv and said it is a Joke. Rahul whose curious nature made a skillful eavesdropper overheard me and shouted Biju! Biju! Picking his basket that was on the floor; Putting up a serious front said to me “I will tell Janani and you will not be my Big Brother again”. Carried away by Rajul’s unapologetic facial expression I replied mujhe kshama karen -I am sorry. He smiled and shouted See snake, see snake. We all Jumped With our open jaws wearing our baskets on our head. Happiness indeed is a gift.