Erana visited Marima’s mother who looked excited to see her. Marima was feeding her with some soup which kept spilling out of her lips for some reason. The lady was sitted on a slanting chair, struggling to eat as her daughter fed her.
“Sit her properly,” Erana advised, as she collected the plate of soup from her.
“This is the best way she can sit on a slanting chair,” Marima excused.
“Then look for a better chair. She isn’t comfortable the way you have put her,” Erana ordered in anger. Marima apologized and hurried to get a chair. Erana sat before the elderly woman and waited patiently for Marima to get the chair.
“Forgive the young ones,” Erana said with a giggle. “They do not know what they are doing at times. It must be very inconvenient sitting and eating in an awkward position
