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A Witty Moment
Month December had brought paddy harvest too. Father was busy in the field for harvesting. I was called to give tea for him and his crew
Went to the field fast against the grandma's quarreling
Crossed the channels, ridges and fields quickly. And collected the castor plant seeds in my packets wholly The sun disappeared and darkness covered simply Father shouted at me to go home slowly
Everything on the way threatened me hugely. .. I saw a tall single palm tree fearfully. It's shadow followed me like a giant truly. Compelled me to jump the channels painfully.
Heard the sound of anklets continuously. Someone had thrown the stones on the channels purposefully Which made plops in the water mysteriously. Had stopped my running near the home dreadfully ..
Told the story to my sister nervously
She said that the castor seeds made the anklets sound loudly.
And they made the plops by dropping into the water certainly. Shadow of mine followed me like a giant deadly.
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Balasubramaniyan Venkataramani
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