Home sweet home!

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"Anu!Anu!" called out a voice.That irritated voice dawned from a graceful woman of 30-Shantha."Where are you Anu?"this time the voice sounded more concerned than irritated.The deep brown eyes of Shantha grew intense.It was searching in all possible directions for Anuradha.The tension clouded in Shantha's eyes cleared only when her eyes grazed the small frame of Anuradha on her bed.Anuradha a bright and smart 8 year old child.You cannot say if it was her hazelnut eyes or the dimple on her cheek or her beautiful wavy hair which danced on her shoulders which stole your heart.In a whole she was an embodiment of innocence.That is something that you cannot see in children now-a-days.

"What are you still doing Anu?It is time we must go!Don't you..."Shantha's voice muffled when she saw trails of water running from Anu's eyes."What happen my baby?"Anu's eyes were bloated due to tears, her voice was stuck sore and all dry."I don't wanna go..."

Anuradha and her mother Shantha were living in Columbo,Sri Lanka.They were Tamil speaking.Not the best place in the world for them to be as of now.Anu's father Amaralingam was doing business in Chennai for the past 2 years.It is going well.Shantha did not want to leave her homeland.The soil in which she was seeded;the place she called home.But all this at what cost?Is life a cost to pay for her love towards her country?May be her life but Anu's?No not fair! So Shantha decided to leave her land.Flee it,run away from it like disloyal sailor of a ship.She had crossed the state in which she had to choose between being a brave captain of the ship or a scum like disloyal sailor.If being like the sailor could save the life of Anu then it what she must do."I am a mother first!"is what Shantha said regularly.

It was last week's incident which made Shantha decide to flee Sri Lanka.Not were far from her home a bombing occurred to be precise 3 blocks away.It was outside Anu's school."Thank God Anu was late to school.If not imagine!"These are the words that was uttered by the chaotic mother.She cannot take it anymore."I wanna come Amar I ..I have lost too much in life.I have only you and Anu left!"These simple panic stricken words made Amar arrange for visa and tickets to India.

All said and done.Shantha was leaving today night."Why baby?What happened to my sweet heart?"Compassion rained in Shatha's eye."I don't wanna go mother."
"Oh my baby! Not that I wanna go,but it is not safe here.Plus daddy wants us with him.How long will he be away from us."

Anu didn't utter a word.She stared blank into space beyond her mother.

"Plus our relatives are also not here. So ...."

"Mummy I don't want to leave Suggums and Rachel here all alone!It is not safe for them too!"

Shantha put up the best smile that she could and hugged Anu. Suggums was their cat and Rachel was their fish.She didn't know if to feel happy for the humane nature of the present generation or fell sorry for the brute like fight in her nation.Her eyes had tears but her lips had a smile of hope.

Comments

  1. Azaad hindustaniFebruary 4, 2009 at 1:23 PM

    Nice article, madhu:) Keep up the good work!
    Where do u find these beautiful pics for ur articles?

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  2. MadhumithaFebruary 4, 2009 at 8:55 PM

    Thank you Hoori...I use google image search

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