Unfolding

It was summer, and being a kid of '90s summer vacation was all that I use to look forward to. As soon as the school closed for the summer, I use to come back home throw away my bag on the sofa and use to run away with bare feet to play outside in the scorching month of May.

Leaving the food half on a plate, and waking up late was a new routine for me. Late Pushpa (my ) use to gulp down anger at times.

After two or three days of observing and letting things go. Things started getting changed. The level of anger started to get reflected starting from those big looks, to shouting my name Tanmay to the final geometric progression curve.

Gadheda (Donkey - in Gujarati) was the starting point of the geometric progression of words that were about to start flowering on me.

Just like the movie Pushpa My Mother was a flower but was a fire if she lost her temper.

This is my story on . Like I always say everyone has an untold story waiting to unfold.

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