I was having a small nap in my car at calicut beach ( i use to do this at times) and woke up hearing some one knocking my cars door. A small boy was standing outside my car, he may be four years old and had a very sweet face with curly hairs. I opened the door still leaning back in the drivers seat and the boy smiled at me.
"Hello, what is your name", i asked him.
"Prithvi" the answer came smartly.
something passed through my heart hearing that name and i leaned forward to him. He was looking at the crystal in front of my car and asked me " can i come in " . before the reply he just climbed to my lap and i was amused. i told him that his parents may dont like this and his answer was just three horns from my car. Everybody around looked at us. He really enjoyed the attention and started to sound the horn again.
"Where is your mother?" i asked him
"She has gone to bring me a baby sister" he answered while touching the crystal on my dashboard.
By this time i noticed an old couple coming near to my car and i stepped out of my car.
" Sorry if he disturbed you" . the old man said to me and the lady took him out of the car
" Its ok, prithvi is smart, i think he is your grandson" .
My guess was right( it was simple) and we introduced us to each other. By this time Prithvi escaped from his grandmother and started running around.
Mr. Muraleedharan and Parvathi Muraleedharan , retired after their long service in Dubai.
We talked as if there was some kind of bond and they told the story of Prithvi.
Prithvis daddy died in an accident and his mother (Mr & Mrs Muraleedharans daughter) married again and is settled in Birmingham now. I thought that Prithvi was having a vacation with his grandparents but very soon understood he was not. We spent sometime together and talked a lot. Prithvi was so sweet and smart and even when i was talking with the couple i was actually watching the kid. i told them that they must make the kid understand the realities as he grows. i think it will be a very tough taskfor them.
while driving back to home the sweet curly haired boy was in my mind. I wonder why his mom left him alone ( i felt that he will be lonely even though his grandparents are giving him the best they can). I never asked this to them and they also didnt tell me.
Prithvi, dont curse your mom, may be she is helpless .....
"Hello, what is your name", i asked him.
"Prithvi" the answer came smartly.
something passed through my heart hearing that name and i leaned forward to him. He was looking at the crystal in front of my car and asked me " can i come in " . before the reply he just climbed to my lap and i was amused. i told him that his parents may dont like this and his answer was just three horns from my car. Everybody around looked at us. He really enjoyed the attention and started to sound the horn again.
"Where is your mother?" i asked him
"She has gone to bring me a baby sister" he answered while touching the crystal on my dashboard.
By this time i noticed an old couple coming near to my car and i stepped out of my car.
" Sorry if he disturbed you" . the old man said to me and the lady took him out of the car
" Its ok, prithvi is smart, i think he is your grandson" .
My guess was right( it was simple) and we introduced us to each other. By this time Prithvi escaped from his grandmother and started running around.
Mr. Muraleedharan and Parvathi Muraleedharan , retired after their long service in Dubai.
We talked as if there was some kind of bond and they told the story of Prithvi.
Prithvis daddy died in an accident and his mother (Mr & Mrs Muraleedharans daughter) married again and is settled in Birmingham now. I thought that Prithvi was having a vacation with his grandparents but very soon understood he was not. We spent sometime together and talked a lot. Prithvi was so sweet and smart and even when i was talking with the couple i was actually watching the kid. i told them that they must make the kid understand the realities as he grows. i think it will be a very tough taskfor them.
while driving back to home the sweet curly haired boy was in my mind. I wonder why his mom left him alone ( i felt that he will be lonely even though his grandparents are giving him the best they can). I never asked this to them and they also didnt tell me.
Prithvi, dont curse your mom, may be she is helpless .....
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I'm just wondering why you take naps in your car near the beach...you sound so depressed
thank you shahnaaz madam
hey friend, i like beach a lot and i spent much time there i am free and its like i feel very comfortable there.
You've rightly guessed about how prithwi 'll feel. affection & attention from the grandparents are never a substitute for parental love or that from a sibling.
And did you note the irony? He's losing something which he did not have!
i wonder what those circumstances may be...
i mean how could a mom ever leave her child like this..
its got to be some bigger story!
even i wonder, but each one has their own excuses, she may be also having one.
but an excuse is a lie guarded.
may be not a lie, it can come out of selfishness also... may be some commitments or may be some weakness... well i wish i can see prithvi and her mom together.
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