Love

It was a nice rainy day. Putan,who had been made by his mother, bit into the unniappam and switched to the cartoon channel inside. Unnimol noticed an older sister standing under the large lawn in the yard,wet from the rain, cold and with her hair untied. She said, "Mom,there is a sister standing under the floor in the yard. Is she wet?" An eight-year-old girl named Unni stood looking at her. Go inside, she is going to the yard. The Tamils ​​who come to collect the bottles will take her away. Feeling angry,she stood by the grill on the threshold with a puffed up face and suddenly saw her mother coming with the poppy basket that her father had bought for her last year from Olapura and a small package in her hand, a bluepoo that she liked very much. It was Piku Ta. But now my love for it is with the beautiful John's nest that my father bought me this year. She realized that her mother was going towards her sister who was standing in the yard. She looked at that too and asked her mother to give her the umbrella and the package."What's your name?" At first it took some effort but she replied in Tamil style with a soft laugh."Vasanti". "Okay, okay, don't stay here for too long. It's raining well, go outside," Mom said,holding out the package in her hand.She opened it with pale eyes. Look. It was very hot. She looked at him that day. It was a very hot unniyapapa.She warmed the umbrella after eating that and looked back at her mother and disappeared far away. Seeing this, Unnimol's anger towards her mother melted like now and she ran to her mother in the grass. Amma returned to the kitchen and continued her dessert work. Unnimol came after her and hugged her mother and gave her a kiss on the cheek. Mom gave her a hot Kaniyapam and she bought it and was watching her favorite cartoon channel, Kochu TV on Ka TV. But she felt her heart was filled with love.Sacred Heart.