“Go now. Oh, where re you going to?”
“Fishing,” Thaila answered.
“Where?” he asked.
“A pool nearby,” Guna replied.
“Did you ask your parents?” he asked again.
“Yes,” we chorused.
“Okay, but be careful and go home early. Do not play in the pool.” He advised further.
We thanked him again and again and watched him walking away. We picked up our gear and with the guavas in our hands we set off on our way. I was certain that encounter with the Sikh must have left a deep impression in our lives.
Further up the path, we smiled and were soon laughing like hyenas as if the whole incident had not happened at all. The guavas were really delicious and thirst quenching. After munching half way through the fruits we then realised that we had altogether forgotten to wash our hands. We ate two each within minutes even with those dirty hands.
Ravi was still sighing and cursing because he felt guilty about the whole affair. It must have been the bump on his buttock that hurt too. We consoled him and asked him to forget it.
At one point he had really wanted to go home because he was disappointed and afraid. After much coaxing and support, he forgot the idea of quitting.
The afternoon was hot and we were sweating profusely. Our shirts were stuck to our backs and we were feeling uncomfortable. We were hurrying along the sandy track because we wanted to reach the pond that was supposed to have a lot of fish.
“Fishing,” Thaila answered.
“Where?” he asked.
“A pool nearby,” Guna replied.
“Did you ask your parents?” he asked again.
“Yes,” we chorused.
“Okay, but be careful and go home early. Do not play in the pool.” He advised further.
We thanked him again and again and watched him walking away. We picked up our gear and with the guavas in our hands we set off on our way. I was certain that encounter with the Sikh must have left a deep impression in our lives.
Further up the path, we smiled and were soon laughing like hyenas as if the whole incident had not happened at all. The guavas were really delicious and thirst quenching. After munching half way through the fruits we then realised that we had altogether forgotten to wash our hands. We ate two each within minutes even with those dirty hands.
Ravi was still sighing and cursing because he felt guilty about the whole affair. It must have been the bump on his buttock that hurt too. We consoled him and asked him to forget it.
At one point he had really wanted to go home because he was disappointed and afraid. After much coaxing and support, he forgot the idea of quitting.
The afternoon was hot and we were sweating profusely. Our shirts were stuck to our backs and we were feeling uncomfortable. We were hurrying along the sandy track because we wanted to reach the pond that was supposed to have a lot of fish.
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