Avinashi _MJ

THE MEOW @ 3AM Meerrrowww......mreo... I could hear this vague sound getting more intense as time passed. I tried harder to open my eyes for I was having a beautiful film made inside my eyes. I could see only darkness or dint I open my eyes yet? Oh, yea, it was midnight and that explained the darkness. ‘ Mrew ’ that feeble voice rang again inside my ears. I turned my face left to see Pichku standing on her two legs supporting on the bed facing my ears so that her sound waves will penetrate directly into my eardrums. Gosh, I wished my bed had longer legs!!! ‘It's 3 a.m., what do you want?’ my eyes asked Pichku. With her dilated eyes she replied ‘What the hell, it's early morning for me, come on feed me!!’...MREEWW I threw my blanket away and got off the bed to be lead by that little four-legged creature. She pointed her ears back to make sure I was following her. She directed me to the kitchen and sat. Thanks to people who manufactured readymade pet food. I put

                      T he human brain is tricky; at times it reminds you about things that have no part to play in your life’s big decisions. Yet the smallest portion of your memories can pop up as an inspiration to move on in life. You know what is trickier than this? Nature ... Nature makes us feel we know everything, but it teaches us only what it decides we should know. The rest of it always remains a secret forever. Not just our future is a mystery but there may be events of the past that have not given the real answers and eventually we just assume the happenings with our imagination. This happened about ... ( huh.. I don’t remember exactly, but probably ) twelve years ago.

The onion peel... “ Do you remember the time we had that fight ?” she asked me gazing at a door.  “ Which one are you asking about, coz we had a lot of fights ”, I dint know what she was asking. Even my aunt didn’t get what her daughter mentioned. “ Which one Ady ?” aunt added on to my enthusiasm. That was a reunion of our family in remembrance of our grandfather’s death anniversary.  The day we all get to meet everyone after a long year. Grandma her children and grandchildren gather there to pray for the souls of great grandfathers, up in the sky and cook food as a feat of tradition. At the end of the day, we also maintained a tradition of having good family time and chit chats; we all sit together and talk all nonsense. It seems like to be in the market, where all merchants shout out loud to sell their own products. Here we all want to share our different stories.  Ady popped that question to me after a long family talk.  Since no one knew what she was mentioning, she