The Sun was off to sleep after a long day at work. The twilight announced that the moon came for the night shift. The children gathered in front of Grandnana’s house. He sat in his recliner chair, on his front porch. The wrinkles on Grandnana’s skin revealed his ripe age, like the rings on a tree trunk.
I was surprised to see that they created a European look alike street in the midst of the busy Whitefield landscape.
The big fluffy white cloud was basking in the sun. It felt proud that the sun’s ray’s couldn’t harm it, cannot make it smaller. It was too big even for the mighty Sun. The Big Cloud saw a Small Cloud scurrying by.
Those were the days when lot of changes were happening in my life. I moved to Bangalore for work, got married and was setting up a home. In that hectic schedule, Malvi’s presence was like a breath of fresh air. She was my first cook in Bangalore.