Kamalu

“Amma I feel very hungry, at least today will you provide me with food?”Kamalini asked her mother.

“Kamalu kutti today you adjust with water, tomorrow I will ask father to get you food for sure”said Radhika in an affectionate tone to her daughter.

“You always say this. But you never provide me food at all. I am hungry.”

“I need food… I need food… I need food … cried Kamalini which irritated Radhika

“Kamalu your are not a child. You know the situation and earnings of your father. With this you need to adjust.”

“We are not rich…she sobbed..”

“Amma why we are not rich” asked Kamalu innocently

“We don’t have money”replied Radhika

“Why we don’t have money?” asked Kamalu again

“Your father is not educated or neither me,We can’t go to a big job to earn more and provide you with food”replied Radhika

“Why we are not educated?” asked Kamalu again

“We are not educated because its our fate” said Radhika

“What is fate Amma?” asked Kamalu

“Fate…God writes it in your head” replied Radhika

“Why he writes good for some and bad for some?You say, all are his children, why is he so partial with his children?” asked Kamalu

“If you pray God with all your heart, then he will give all you need” said Radhika

“Where should we pray god?” asked Kamalu

“In temple” replied Radhika

“In temple?”

She looked at Radhika. “Amma I found why God is not giving us riches?”

Radhika was surprised. She asked, “why?”

“Simple. Because we don’t go inside the temple. We just pray him from outside. Tomorrow we need to go in Amma. Then he will give us riches”

Radhika smiled at her daughter.

“We are not allowed to go inside Kamalu. If we go inside and touch God , he will die. We are not supposed to touch him”

Kamalu thought for a while and laughed aloud,saying

“Amma,if God dies by my touch , then I am greater than him.I have more strength than him.I can erase his bad writing on my head”

Radhika had no answer. She stammered when they heard a voice saying,

“Yes you can erase his writing on your head, if you go to school , study well, get a good job”said Mari who was standing smiling , overhearing the intelligent conversation of his daughter.