“Nani, Nani” wailed Binny.
When Nani found Binny, he was overcome with extreme grief. His sobs wracked his body in way that alarmed her. He was curled up on the diwan, his head down on to the pillows, sobbing away.
Rani was standing next to him with something between a giggle and innocence written all over her.
Nani knew that they were playing just a while back.
“Arre! What happened? Binny, darling! Why are you crying? What did you do Rani?”
“I did not do anything, Nani” hotly refuted Rani.
Nani pulled Binny into her lap and smoothed his hair, softly telling him to stop crying.
“Nani….., Nani…..” began Binny amidst hiccups. “We were playing the card game you taught…… I was winning…….
……and then….. and then…. she… she…” Binny dissolved back into tears again.
“And then what happened?” Nani was getting a bit worried now.
“Then she pulled out the king of diamonds. I thought it was already played but… but…. she had it…. and she won in the last minute……”
Nani wanted to laugh. But she knew better. She gave Rani a wink, and then said “Rani is a bad girl. I have gulab jamun for both. I will give you one more than her. Come dry your tears now”
I’m writing bravely for Write Tribe festival of Words of March 2019
Today’s prompt is the word “Grief” and the photo prompt.
Thats so cute. Gtief indeed 😀
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Yes, grief has no age. the intensity is same but reasons may be different
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I think the definition of grief keeps changing with age . Very nice . We enjoyed all your write ups. Keep it up Meena .
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Thank you!
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I hope Nani gave Rani too a second (and may be even a third) gulab jamun without Binny knowing! Else she would be plunged into total grief🙄
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Haha! I hope so too! 😀
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Wonderful…Grief has no age actually
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Yes. the intensity is the same, I feel. Only adults don’t think it is a big deal. Thank you
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Such a cute story, Meena. It reminded me of summer holidays when we used to play cards along with cousins and friends. Every now and then there used to some fight over the cards. Most of the times it would end up with we getting earful from elders.
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Thank you Anagha, I too have a bucket-load of cousins. It is such a great pleasure to remember those days.
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Kids and their antics. The grandma handled the situation delicately with gulabjamuns.
https://ideasolsi65.blogspot.com/2019/03/second-innings.html
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I know. Grandmothers are geniusus. Thanks Kalpana
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Wonderful post!
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Thank you so much Deepika!
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