Ball Vs Moon!

This is a little bit old story. I was just one year and some months old. Now, I feel shy thinking of such silly old days. But I like to share and I wish to confirm whether you also had the same situations or thoughts as I had. Let me start..

We (Pappa, Mamma & me) were on our terrace, sharing small talks and making fun of each other. It was a cool night, especially no "Veyil" (sun light) which I hate very much. Whenever the day turns dark I wish if I could go to the terrace and play. But going alone is horrible you know! Darkness scares me a lot. So I will "pull" Pappa to come with me to the terrace. But on that night, I noticed that it was not that dark. Light was there falling from somewhere. I could see both of them very clearly.. is it night itself ...? aah.. leave it, let's play. I stopped thinking and joined Pappa again to run across the terrace...

 ....ha.ha.. ha.. He starts running each time when I reach close to him.. so I failed again and again. Mamma was watching and giving me the ground support... up .. up .. up.

"Moleee... athentha..? whats that..? "..... I heard Mamma asks something to me, as usual. That is her way to teach me new things, now I know. But I was too busy to listen her, coz Pappa was still running and I wanted to touch him to win the game, at-least for once. I saw Mamma was pointing towards something in the sky and asking me again.. "Come here .... Look .. whats that..?". Suddenly!!! ..Ho..  it was a crash... I was just about to fall down on the terrace, but, Pappa held me safely. When did he stop running ? That was the reason for the crash. "Vaa.. lets go and see what Mamma says.." he took me to Mamma. She was pointing her forefinger to the sky while asking "whats that..?". My eyes followed her fingers .   

Wooow... there was a wonderful ball shining on the sky. How bright it was...! Oh..... that was why no much darkness on that night. Really beautiful.. "Haaiii...Baall !!"... I said automatically. "No.. Moluu... not Ball... That is.. the Moon" Mamma' reply surprised me.

Moon...? What's that? No.. I won't believe.. its a ball..I was sure....  "No...  Baaall ...! That is Ball".

But Mamma again said.. "That is Moon, not ball."

"Zzaa.. that is the moon, Its just like Ball only, but we cant have that to play. It's in the sky.. too far from here!". It was Pappa's voice.

Pappaaa... you too...!! Why Pappa also says so..? I got confused..!...

Yes... an idea..!! I wanted to show them that I was correct.

I ran into the room. I was searching for my Ball.. which also is very big (for me).. but its Blue in color! Not white..! Where is that..? "Where is my ball? Ball ebadeee..? " I asked loudly.

I was trying to recall where did I put that after playing last time.. ! Yesss.. I got. I ran quickly into our Bed room. I could see my cute blue ball is there, but... it was under our coat. Nhee... It was too dark under that Coat.. I din't dare to go there alone.. "nhee.. Pappaa.... my Ball.. get my ball... please.. Pappaa... nhee..!!".

"What happened, Zahra ?" Pappa was coming in.

I cried loudly..."My Ball... my ball..". Pappa came and asked me that what I was crying for. I extended my right hand towards under the coat, and continued: "My ball.. nhee..!". "Oh.. That's all.? Why can't you go and take it out by yourself Zzamol...?". "No.. Molkku pediyaavum.. I don't dare!!!" I said. Haha... He laughs.. laughs?? Aah.. anyway he laid down on the floor and took the ball to me. "Kando .. ithreyullooo.. See how is easy this! Have it!" Pappa said. I stopped crying and started laughing at the very next moment when I got the ball in my hand. "Oho... so this was your 'Kallakkarachil' ..eh...?, let's see next time.. aah!". I heard Pappa saying this behind me when I was running back to Mamma.

On terrace, Mamma was in a conversation with the Aunt who is our nearest neighbor. Aunt was also on their terrace like us. "Mammaa... Kitteee... my ball. Here is my ball!!" : I was saying loudly to state that I was telling truth about the ball before.

Mamma agreed : "Yes.. good,... Ok, play with it". She continued her talk (with the Aunt) then.

Then I looked at the sky,.. I just wondered, the big bright ball was still there shining in the sky. "Mamma.. athentha..? Whats that?"

Mamma replied: "Mole.. That is the Moon. I told you already right? The name of that big white Ball in the sky is the Moon".

Ohhh.... That's it. So that is also a Ball, but its name is Moon. That's not mine, I can't play with that ball as Pappa said before. I understood,... I understood everything. This is a Ball in my hand.. That is the Moon! Yes, Yes.. YESSS!

Mamma asked: "Now you got it? Then say.. Mole athentha..? ". I was not sure, but I replied: "Mm..M..Mooooon!".

"Correct!!!! Very good...!! Appo ithentha... Whats this ?(Touching on the ball in my hand)". I replied without any doubt: "Baaaalll !!". "Yesss,.. Very good... Good girl", It was Pappa's voice. I became very much happy,

I asked Pappa just for testing..."Pappa... ithentha...What's this?" And I gave him the answer too (before he says anything) "Baallll !,..... Athenthaaa...What's that?" He was about to reply, but I again: " Mooooonnnnn!!! hahahahaaaa.....!!". Pappa said: "Molu padicheeyy.... you've learned ... very Good Alayna..." He hugged me and gave lots of kisses at once,.. I was repeating the words "Ithentha...?? Ball !! Athentha.... ? Moon..!! Whats this ? Ball..!! Whats that ..? Moon!.... " I was learning a new thing saying it repeatedly..!

Aunt was also laughing loudly... ? Why..? May be hearing me.. Aah.. donno! Anyway I also joined her laughing "Hahahahaaa...." and repeated "Ithentha.. Ball... Athentha... Moon... Hahahaa.. whats this?.. Baaall... Whats that?.. Moooon... Hahaha haha ..."

This is all the story (real story). Now you please tell, is it a mistake if I misunderstood Moon as a Ball at that age..? But... now I know that it's Moon, it has different shapes, we can see that only in the night and even that it will not be there in the sky every night. What a silly girl I was! But..... but,.. still one doubt....

"How came that cute bright Ball, sorry... Moon... over there in the sky..???"

My first day @ Day Care Centre

A familiar name.... a familiar voice... a very familiar tune... "Zahraa.a...  Izzaa..." which woke me from a long night sleep.. Oh its my name,...haai... its my Mamma's voice Calling me. "Good morning.... Assalamualaikum..." I opened my eyes slowly to these greetings. How lazy I am..! Sunlight was falling directly on my face and it was too bright outside. Ho!! today also I am late to get up. I felt ashamed and smiled to both of them who were enjoying my shyness – My sweet Mamma & Pappa.

I understood that here starts my new day, energetically jumped to their hands. Mamma took me towards wash basin and washed my face, mouth and ...yyeee (I'd pizzed in bed that night as usual). Then it was the time for my breakfast. Nothing was more tough a job for my mamma and pappa than let me have my breakfast (That's also as usual).

But today I was happy that I took my bath before breakfast and I came to know that we all are going out in a while. That made me really happy coz I love wearing new skirt-top, Seeing lot of people, babies, autorikshaw, car, buses etc.. wow i felt so excited. There is nothing  more thrilling and exciting than going on a  ride on my Pappa's Gudu gudu gud vandi... the bullet.

I am ready, mamma ready, pappa ready. "Povaam... ". I started first, pappa took me to downstairs (we live in first floor) asking mamma to follow us. He kept me on the front seat of the bullet. I feel safe on the front seat with my pappas arms covering me and I understood that it is not a long trip (If so I had to sit with mamma on the back seat). Anyway OK, front seat is my favorite.

Dhu...dhu...dhu...dhu... Pappa slowly started moving the bullet. Wow... Pappa & Mamma are sitting behind me, so I felt I was riding the bullet ;-). As always I (and Pappa) started saying the names of what I see on the go, like Bus, autorikshaw, car etc. People looked at me and was smiling at my exciteness, I just dint care and you know that I was sooo busy with driving.

Pappa stopped the vehicle in front of a huge locked gate inside which I could see a lot of kids (babies as I say) playing. It was a big house. My Mamma took me in her hands. "Haaaiii .. baby..." I was excited to see them all together. Mamma was telling to be a good girl and got several kisses on the way to that place. Pappa was following us slowly. We entered into that place by opening its gate. I found one or two "Aunty"s also were there playing with the kids. It was a new place to me. I felt happy to see all singing and dancing.

One aunty came to us, asking my name with a big smile.

"Alayna... Alayna Zahra" – Mamma Replied.

"Haai... Alaynaaa... sweet name... good girl...!" Aunty said. "Ba.. ".

She took me repeating the same words "haai... Good girl...". She handed over me to another fat aunty who took me into that house. She too smiled and  said. "cho chweet... good girl".

I saw Mamma & Pappa were giving me tata... !! Why... no idea.. I was thinking. I doubt… were their (Mamma & Pappa) eyes filled…? Are they looking sad..?

I was Confused! Why did that aunty take me in..? Why Mamma & Pappa are unhappy..???

There were Lot of kids inside the house, dancing and singing. It was totally a new place for me.. I stood watching them but a bit confused.

I was still thinking... why, whats happening, where am I..? Looked towards the door, oh... no...!!! It was closed. Mamma is outside..., and pappa too. Mammaa.....!!! I felt like crying.

"Mamma will come soon... Alayna... let us play till then..!" It was that Aunty. I could not hear anything.. I ran to the door and knocked calling mammaaa..!!! I knew that now my eyes also got filled. Aunty took me saying ..."don’t worry Alayna.. Let's sing a song...”. I was still looking at the door…!!!

Suddenly... the door opened, and the other Aunty was entering inside. I saw my Mamma through the gap between the door and wall... This time I could not control. Called loudly... Mammmaa..a..a..!! it was a cry. Its painful that Mamma & pappa are not with me. I saw Mamma's eyes.. it was tearing. Pappa also... looking sad. I wanted to go out. Cried loudly...! But... the aunty didn't let me go. The door got closed again... It was too much for me...  Mammaaa...... Pappaa.... eeeehee...