Vada Poche..!

I woke up hearing a ring in my mom’s phone.

Slowly I walked out of the bed room towards the socket where my mom’s mobile was getting charged.

It was my periappa. I answered the call.

“Hi periappa. Good morning.” I spoke sleepily.

“Chellam (Dear). Woke up?” His voice was loud and clear.

“Yes periappa. What are you doing?” I was almost awake.

“I am searching for your brother’s visiting card wallet. Can you check whether he had kept it there at your home, when he stayed there last Friday? Must be in your bed room...”

“Oh...” I crushed the words out of my mouth. My mind had already started wandering elsewhere.

“Give the mobile to your mom.” I heard his voice and passed on the mobile to my mom.

“Hello. Solungo. ” (Tell me.) Her voice trailed in the air as she moved away.

I had been hearing statements which establish the “extra-careful” nature of Shriram anna. My mom had always projected him as a role-model to me, whenever I was careless. She had mentioned that, he had even safeguarded his water bottle and lunch box which he had used in his junior KG..!!

I saw my mom search the wallet here and there. I sat up straight in the cot, crossed my legs and smiled.

Thank god. Anna lost something. Hereafter he won’t be projected to me as Mr. Careful.

I tapped the cot cheerfully and went to brush my teeth. When I came back into the hall, my mom was already on call. “Appdiya. Ok ok.” (Is it? Ok Ok.) and cut the call. I looked at my mom.

“Kedachuduthaam.” (Got it, it seems.)

ஆஹா.. வட போச்சே..!!