NOTE: MY HUBBY SAID THAT HE HAD READ THIS STORY IN TAMIL LONG BACK AND JUST NARRATED IT TO ME. I HAVE TRIED TO WRITE IT DOWN. I AM NOT SURE ABOUT THE STORY OR IT'S AUTHOR IN TAMIL. BUT AS I HEARD, IT WAS PRETTY INTERESTING AND FUNNY!
Mr and Mrs. Natrajan were dwelling in the busy streets of Triplicane, Chennai. Vel, Shanmugam and Vetri were their 3 cute sons. Both of them worked to fight the ever hiked cost of living. Both of them earned exactly to fulfill the basic necessities of life- food, clothing, shelter. Inspite of the fact that they were living a basic middle class life, Vel and Shanmugam went to the best schools and Vetri, being the youngest went to the day care. Everyday was a busy one for Sowmya and life was becoming monotonous.
A Scenario every morning: The sun rose and the alarm clock went PING!!!!!!!!!!!!! and Sowmya jumped out of her bed. Quickly she brushed washed her face and rushed to the kitchen. On one and Sowmya was making her cup of coffee and ...
"Vel! Shanmuga! why don't you boys get up! You guys are going to be late for school!",Sowmya yelled.
The boys lazily woke up and went ahead of the their daily morning chores.
"Amma I want Idly for breakfast and Noodles for lunch." said Vel as he was drinking his Complan.
"I am a Complan boy! Me too same as Anna." giggled Shanmugam.
Both the boys were old enough to get ready for their school . They had their breakfast and the bus arrived and were off to school.
"Vetri dear get up, I need to get you ready. Raj can you help Vetri brush his teeth?" asked Sowmya.
"
No , I have to get going quick today." flashed an answer from Raj.
"Raj your breakfast."
"Sowmy, I don't want Idlys every morning, make me some dosas please.. and I prefer Chapattis for lunch ."grumbled Raj.
"How do you expect me to do everything all by myself right from the morning! I am not running a hotel! This is what you get today. I am sorry."
Quickly she packed her lunch, Vetri's lunch and Raj's bag. She rushed to pull out a saree, wore it real quick. Off they where to their work places. Sowmya's job was to drop Vetri at the day care and Raj would pick him at evening.
"Vaa !Vaa Vooooommm" went Sowmya's Scooty she dropped Vetri and then rode to her office. This was the routine every morning and it was always a hustle bustle. Sowmya was inavariably late by 5-15 minutes,how much ever hard she tried. and her boss would be real mad at her!
At the Office:"Mrs Sowmya, I am sorry to say, one more day you are late you will have to face the consequences. Everybody has a family and a job to do. You need to be punctual."roared her boss.
"Er..... I am sorry.. it's just.."
"Enough is enough please get back to your seat."
Sowmya's faces flushed in shame and she wanted to throw her resignation papers on his face. It was too much. She had no time for anything. She had to run the show, inspite of the fact that the kids were getting neglected. Their grades were going bad, Vetri was unable to cope with his health, and Raj was of almost no help to her at all. He was so involved with his work that sometimes he would forget to pick up Vetri and Sowmya had to take 30min permission and ofcourse, her boss would bark at her. Days passed, months passed, it was the same, cook, work, get back from her work, cook, clean, HW! .
One Monday Morning: The same scenario of getting up , getting ready continued. As she started her bike, Sowmya , felt dizzy. She could see stars above her head , and she fell on the ground. Vetri was all crying and people gathered by. Raj was also just leaving, and when he saw her on the floor rushed, her to the hospital.
"Congrats !" said the doctor. "You are going to have a baby!" he said.
Raj was bewildered.He did not know what to say. Amidst all this confusion, everyday, one more baby! His head was spinning. Sowmya was shocked too. In a way relieved. She could resign right away. But the thought of another baby and life from then was overwhelming. Both of them took the day's off to discuss.
"Dear, do you think we should have this baby?" asked Natraj and he wa sreally concerned.
"Frankly speaking Raj, it is not a good idea." replied Sowmya.
Sowmya had taken a weeks off for the abortion procedures. Her boss ofcourse barked this time also. She was in tears.She could not take it anymore. Thankfully her mother had come to help her but she did not want to continue with her work. Raj had also said he would think about these things and would let her know that evening.
She impatiently waited for Raj . He came home and Sowmya could see his face,he was tension free. She imagined herself throwing the papers on the boss's face and smiled. At night Sowmy affectionately sat next to him and said,"Looks like you have come to a conclusion."
"Yes dear,Don't worry darling... I have have decided to ...." he looked into her eyes and said.
"What....?" she asked. She could not believe her ears. Flashes of everday morning hit her head like waves and Sowmya was sobbing and was mad at him.
"What did you say?" she asked again.
"Don't worry Darling! I have decided to resign and take care of the kids. You continue your job since you earn an extra 1000 bucks."Raj replied.
Sowmya was stumped! "What an irony !",she thought.
Hope all of you enjoyed it!
Mr and Mrs. Natrajan were dwelling in the busy streets of Triplicane, Chennai. Vel, Shanmugam and Vetri were their 3 cute sons. Both of them worked to fight the ever hiked cost of living. Both of them earned exactly to fulfill the basic necessities of life- food, clothing, shelter. Inspite of the fact that they were living a basic middle class life, Vel and Shanmugam went to the best schools and Vetri, being the youngest went to the day care. Everyday was a busy one for Sowmya and life was becoming monotonous.
A Scenario every morning: The sun rose and the alarm clock went PING!!!!!!!!!!!!! and Sowmya jumped out of her bed. Quickly she brushed washed her face and rushed to the kitchen. On one and Sowmya was making her cup of coffee and ...
"Vel! Shanmuga! why don't you boys get up! You guys are going to be late for school!",Sowmya yelled.
The boys lazily woke up and went ahead of the their daily morning chores.
"Amma I want Idly for breakfast and Noodles for lunch." said Vel as he was drinking his Complan.
"I am a Complan boy! Me too same as Anna." giggled Shanmugam.
Both the boys were old enough to get ready for their school . They had their breakfast and the bus arrived and were off to school.
"Vetri dear get up, I need to get you ready. Raj can you help Vetri brush his teeth?" asked Sowmya.
"
No , I have to get going quick today." flashed an answer from Raj.
"Raj your breakfast."
"Sowmy, I don't want Idlys every morning, make me some dosas please.. and I prefer Chapattis for lunch ."grumbled Raj.
"How do you expect me to do everything all by myself right from the morning! I am not running a hotel! This is what you get today. I am sorry."
Quickly she packed her lunch, Vetri's lunch and Raj's bag. She rushed to pull out a saree, wore it real quick. Off they where to their work places. Sowmya's job was to drop Vetri at the day care and Raj would pick him at evening.
"Vaa !Vaa Vooooommm" went Sowmya's Scooty she dropped Vetri and then rode to her office. This was the routine every morning and it was always a hustle bustle. Sowmya was inavariably late by 5-15 minutes,how much ever hard she tried. and her boss would be real mad at her!
At the Office:"Mrs Sowmya, I am sorry to say, one more day you are late you will have to face the consequences. Everybody has a family and a job to do. You need to be punctual."roared her boss.
"Er..... I am sorry.. it's just.."
"Enough is enough please get back to your seat."
Sowmya's faces flushed in shame and she wanted to throw her resignation papers on his face. It was too much. She had no time for anything. She had to run the show, inspite of the fact that the kids were getting neglected. Their grades were going bad, Vetri was unable to cope with his health, and Raj was of almost no help to her at all. He was so involved with his work that sometimes he would forget to pick up Vetri and Sowmya had to take 30min permission and ofcourse, her boss would bark at her. Days passed, months passed, it was the same, cook, work, get back from her work, cook, clean, HW! .
One Monday Morning: The same scenario of getting up , getting ready continued. As she started her bike, Sowmya , felt dizzy. She could see stars above her head , and she fell on the ground. Vetri was all crying and people gathered by. Raj was also just leaving, and when he saw her on the floor rushed, her to the hospital.
"Congrats !" said the doctor. "You are going to have a baby!" he said.
Raj was bewildered.He did not know what to say. Amidst all this confusion, everyday, one more baby! His head was spinning. Sowmya was shocked too. In a way relieved. She could resign right away. But the thought of another baby and life from then was overwhelming. Both of them took the day's off to discuss.
"Dear, do you think we should have this baby?" asked Natraj and he wa sreally concerned.
"Frankly speaking Raj, it is not a good idea." replied Sowmya.
Sowmya had taken a weeks off for the abortion procedures. Her boss ofcourse barked this time also. She was in tears.She could not take it anymore. Thankfully her mother had come to help her but she did not want to continue with her work. Raj had also said he would think about these things and would let her know that evening.
She impatiently waited for Raj . He came home and Sowmya could see his face,he was tension free. She imagined herself throwing the papers on the boss's face and smiled. At night Sowmy affectionately sat next to him and said,"Looks like you have come to a conclusion."
"Yes dear,Don't worry darling... I have have decided to ...." he looked into her eyes and said.
"What....?" she asked. She could not believe her ears. Flashes of everday morning hit her head like waves and Sowmya was sobbing and was mad at him.
"What did you say?" she asked again.
"Don't worry Darling! I have decided to resign and take care of the kids. You continue your job since you earn an extra 1000 bucks."Raj replied.
Sowmya was stumped! "What an irony !",she thought.
Hope all of you enjoyed it!
Cheers
Meera
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