Aarthi is been
shuffled from section B to section A, at her school for reasons god knows why. Being
parted from her best buddies she sits grumpy in her new section with even
grumpier looking mates. To stand in straight lines, bite finger nails before
teacher checks, and wipe shoes clean with the other leg socks, sing high the
lines you know well and just move lips for those that she doesn’t. Watch how
neat the boy standing beside is and make plans to dirty his shirt during that
days games hours :-p. Slip a spoon or two in between class hours and pass chits
about all silly stuffs. Call friends in the name of doubts, but usually to
continue the stories that was left mid-way. Study more but show that out less
and secretly check others marks and crave to beat them at least in next test.
Call it a day when the last bell rings and empty your water bottle drawing
patterns along the road, to save dad’s scold. Throwing shoes (which would go
round and round in the air before it lands), socks at the room corner and the
heavy bag on the first chair that is before, she would enter the house sweat
and sticky. At home her time sweeps with snacks, serials, movies music and home
works all going hand in hand. Nearing
tenth grade, she is going through shrinking games, restricted TV hours,
tuitions, frequent tests and burdening books. Elders crouch her with advices as
if it’s some life changing race ahead. This
is the definition of Aarthi's school going in short.
And at home the only girl child stays with
her hyper active granny, best cooking mummy, calm and simple dad and “can’t
define” cousin, Sruthi. Having late office hours and very kind
manager, Sruthi is an extra gloom to our Aarthi. She will be stretching and
yawning at 8’ o clock! in the morning, when Aarthi enters home after her early
morning tuition. Daily, the elder cousin will lazily couch with a coffee
watching the other busy hunting for ribbons, canvas shoe and cycle key. It’s
only then that throwing dirty socks, tickling, pinching and showing faces takes
place. The same teen will behave so sweetly in the evening, for a ride in the
bike and that yummy road side bites that her cousin would buy for her. Sruthi
is portrayed as a very strict teacher at home, so that mom will believe that
they do only studying when both cousins sit together inside the room locked.
The elder cousin is liked by the junior when with lower grades, to skip
Saturday eve tuitions for a movie, buy weekly once pizza, and especially when
she lets her to shine out wearing her cloths and accessories. With mock,
laugh and giggle they get to bed fighting for softer pillows and corner of the
bed, each night.
Next
day again blooms with a cold war for a reason that could be nothing or
anything. The same story repeats and the morning funda ends when, with hot
lunch and heavy load of books Aarthi kick starts her every day journey, smiling
broad at the stroke of her school bell. And this way she began liking her new
section A and her cousin by the passing of each day. 
