Their Equal Share

2.Dream

Niranjana p.o.v.

Oh my god!this could not happen.No way.I touched my forehead which was wet by sweat and my ragging heart beat for which this dream was the only reason.This is the first time I am getting such kind of dream.I checked my surrounding,those familiar purple colour walls,book shelves,handmade wall hangings,a dream catcher above the bed all seemed to revealing its own beauty in this dim light in my room.

By now my heart beat had turned normal with the familiar surrounding.Who was that mysterious man?How can I get such dream?I took my phone from my nightstand beside the bed and checked the time.It was early morning 4:30 AM. Hoo..no..early morning dream! my mom used to tell me that early morning dream happens in our real life,something similar like future prediction but exactly not that.Most of the Indians believe in these kind of things especially south Indians who follows and believes the ancestors and their words.

They say that our ancestors had told many customs and rituals to follow for our well-being which to this modern society may sound superstitious.But there are always a hidden logic in those customs and rituals which of many are proved right scientifically nowadays.

But it is not necessary for every dream to happen as it occurred in our dreams,few happens and few would be our hallucination.Not able to sleep further I moved towards the door of the balcony and opened it.

Early morning fragrance of new blossom of Arabian jasmine,Chrysanthemum and white roses welcomed me into the balcony.And an enthralling smell from the leaves of Artemisia pallens which was wide spread all around the pot pulled me more nearer to it.All these exquisite flowers with their mesmerizing and alluring smell from each pot along with cool morning breeze made me feel refreshed and pleasant.

I didn't feel sleepy anymore and that mysterious man from my dream long forgotten.I spent few more minutes enjoying the feel by viewing and inhaling all the mind-blowing smells from different flowers in my balcony before starting my day.

"You are earlier today!"my dad exclaimed when he spotted me in the living room all ready to college.I slipped down on the couch next to him."Yes dad!I have assignments to submit today,Final exams are end of this month.So I have lots of work to complete at college before exam begins."I replied him by taking newspaper from his hand.

"Don't worry I know you can handle everything well"he patted on my back.I smiled at him.He is always positive,I had inherited this quality from him.

Just as I completed my glances over the each page of the newspaper my mom called me for the breakfast.I handed the paper back to my dad and rushed towards the kitchen."Mom! what is for today's breakfast"I asked her while pouring myself hot coffee in a cup.

"Masala idly with coconut chutney(a south Indian dish)"she told by continuing her chores in the kitchen."What?today is also his favorite dish"I whined at her.

It is one of the favorite dish of my younger brother who is in his final year high school. "He asked me to prepare it when he returned from school yesterday"she chuckled at my expression."OK don't worry I will make your favorite dish for today's dinner and stop whining and act like a mature girl.Oh god! you are getting graduated this year and still you are worst than your little brother."she said with a disbelief sudden change in her mood.Still now she was chuckling at my childish act and immediately switched over to a strict mother.

My mother is always wired when it comes to my brother and me.One minute she would be loving and kind mom whom you wanted to hug and kiss and next moment she would be acting like a strict teacher from whom we wanted to hide under the table.Of course why not after all she is a home tuition teacher.

She used to work as a teacher in a private school when we were kids.Due to heavy workload and her priority to take care of us after our grandmother's death ,she resigned her job in that school.But her passion for teaching made her to start a free home tuition for poor kids.

Even it is for free,some parents feel grateful for my mother and pay the fees how much they could in order to show their gratitude.Because my mother had improved many poor kids in their education and helped them to get their funds for their future education from the government and few trusted social service committees.And my mom Maya is my great role model women and my dad Madhavan is my pillar,support and my real life hero.

My dad owns his own restaurant and his own catering team.He was a catering student and is very famous cook.He had catered for big and rich businessmen in the city during their business meetings,for celebrities and he had worked as a chief chef in many luxurious and famous rich hotels in the city.

I and my family are always addicted to his handmade food.To tell a secret my mom fell in love with him because of his skillful cooking,she tells that my dad has magic in his hands.We are not much rich but we have enough money to fulfill more than our needs.

When I almost finished my breakfast, my brother came yawning into the living room.From the looks anyone could tell he came directly from the bed."Why are you ready this early in the morning?"he asked me while slipping at other end of the couch from where my dad was sitting.I mouthed him 'college assignment'.

His eyes slowly traveled to my plate and his eyes widened with happiness.Soon enough he reached dinning table and took a place opposite to me,as he reached for the food a hand slapped his hand away.Who else it would be other than my mom."Gautham! how many times do i need to tell you to eat only after brushing and bathing?"my mom warned him.

He pouted and rushed towards his room to take his bath.My mom is strict when it comes to cleanliness,she would never allow any of us to drink coffee or eat food before brushing and bathing except when we are sick.

Soon I bid my bye to my family and drove in my bike towards my another regular destination before reaching the college.Salem is also another busy city like Chennai and Coimbatore.So it is necessary to be earlier to travel through the traffic.