The storyteller

"Then suddenly....", starts her story,"........the jasmine hit monkey, monkey hit Barney, monkey's shoes are too tight, so Barney bought a new pair for monkey..........it goes.She narrated her first story a fortnight ago and since then, every naptime and every bedtime, she'd ask," Mummy, I tell you story?First, close your eyes". The animated expression on her face and the cheeky,lil smile after the story is finished, have me captivated.
These days, the lil one gets to play a lot in the sand in the playground of our apartment complex.She plays to her heart's content every evening, making sandcastles and birthday cakes and soup and ....the list goes on.
Murali is in Mysore now for a week long training program.Last morning, Ananya was enquiring where Dada was and so, when Murali called up, I immediately gave the phone to her, to speak. Upon request, she gave a 'kisshi kisshi' in the phone to Dada. Murali'd called the landline, unable to reach us on the mobile.The landline handset being too big for the lil one, she kissed much above the speaker. I wasn't too sure if Murali cud hear it so I asked her to kiss a lil lower on the phone, closer to the speaker. She immediately said,with an expression so cute, innocent and divine," Oh dada is here?" and then kissed again on the speaker.
A moment to be etched in gold.