While
returning back from the school, he was least interested in what was being said
or done around him. He was silent. The thought of going out for a vacation was
not in his mind now, but he was rather unsettled. When he got down from the bus
at his stop, he saw his mother waiting for him with that ever-so vibrant smile
which was almost contagious to Vivan, but not today. He seemed lost. His mother
noticed that and tried to divert his attention by asking him how the day was
and he replied to that in a subdued manner, simply saying, “It was okay”.
Walking side by side, Vivan kept kicking a stone on his way and his mother kept
telling him about what she was planning to make for dinner and that his father
would come a little early today. Nothing seemed to interest him at the time.
When they
reached home, his mother asked Vivan to go change and freshen up while she
prepared him lunch. He obeyed like always and when lunch was served, he sat
down eating, but not entirely interested in the food. He was not thinking about
the conversation in the school anymore, but, the balance of the day was messed
with. Like all mothers understand without their kids speaking a lot, Vivan’s
mother also understood that something was troubling him, but she didn’t want to
nag him. He was a simple boy like most at this young age and his expressions
were a mirror to his thoughts. She tried to deviate his attention again and
asked, “So, how was Mathematics today? Did you have your notebook corrected?”
“It was good”,
he replied. “I got a star for the homework”, this time with a little more
emotion.
“That’s
pretty good, isn’t it?” she said with an elated smile.
“It is and
mom, nobody else got it among my friends. Just me” he said with a proud smile,
almost forgetting that he was even upset. The lunch now tasted better somehow.
“So what
else did you do in school?” she asked.
“Well,
nothing special. Oh! Rishi and his family are going to Goa in the summer vacations.
Tanmay has already been there and he was telling us there is a pool in the
hotel. Pranav hasn’t been to Goa but he has been to a beach and he’s scared of
the waves. He’s always scared of everything.” He kept stuffing his food while
talking. She instantly guessed what might have tripped Vivan’s mood.
“Vivan,
complete your homework before you go playing”, said his mother when they
finished lunch.
“Yes,
ma’am”, he yelled from the other room.
The reply
reassured his mother that her kid’s mood was back to normal now. Realizing how
simple kids are, the fickle nature of their transparent heart, brought a faint smile
to her face.
Vivan spent
about thirty minutes completing the little homework that he had and then,
shutting his books ran off to his mother and found her in the kitchen arranging
dishes.
“Mom, I’ve
completed most of it”, he told her while sitting on the kitchen shelf. “There a
couple of questions that I don’t understand, so I’ll ask dad to help me out”.
“Why can’t I
help you out?” she replied
“Because
it’s Algebra” he said plainly.
“So?” she
said not looking at him, still arranging the dishes.
“So, the
last time you taught me Mathematics, we were stuck on one question for 30
minutes” he reminded her.
“You don’t
say, smarty pants, it was a tough one”, she said with a wry smile. “Now get off
the shelf and go play, but, dad will be home in a couple of hours so you get
back before him. Understood?”
“Yes,
ma’am”.
......... To Be Continued
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