This is my first post ever.. I’m not a great writer.. So kindly ignore my flaws..
I had a very normal childhood.. I used to share some simple happenings , which are heart-touching for me, with my hubby n number of times..
Annoyed by my repeated narration, he seeded the idea of starting a blog..
So… Here it is.. I’m happily going to cherish my memories here..
A pencil in need
This is the first incident that flashed in my mind when I thought of writing.. It happened when i was doing my first std.. Thanks to my memory!!
First, let me tell about my cousin, Sel.. She is my mootha mummy’s daughter…I used to feel like she was rude towards me… I never expected this heart-touching help from her..
Yes…. She appeared like an angel and helped me in time that the memory still wets my eyes..
Long long ago, when kid me was doing my 1st std, we had our monthly test series.. My mummy, who used to be perfect, forgot to keep pencil in my bag.. I was startled when i couldn’t find pencil in my bag..Just a few minutes left for the exam to start..
Then I started begging for pencil.. I couldn’t get any from my classmates.. I came to the corridor, crying… There appeared Angel Sel, with open arms.. She was doing her 6th std and her classroom was next to ours..
Thanks to her presence of mind!!! She borrowed a blade from her friend, cut her pencil into two halves, sharpened one half and gave to me… It was the best timely help, I have ever received… That incident still melts my heart.. Thank you akka..