First Slap With Care ...

At the end of my 6^th standard we had shifted to new house, Yes to my dream home [while sitting with my mom , I usually say that I feel this home still like a dream – While writing this story also I am feeling the same , Yes that was my BIG Dream]. My house - one side is road and rest of the sides covered with Parkland. So in rainy seasons my home will be covered by water except road side. Lots of children come and catch fish from that water, but I was not allowed to play with them. I had only permitted to saw from my veranda.

I had been studying in 7^th standard; to complete my 7^th standard I forced to stay with Grandma [where I stayed till my 6^th standard ], in every week I had two days holiday to spend with my own family so I like Fridays. Those weekends were remembered by smile of Friday and tear of Sunday. It’s enough, let us come to the story.

That was mid of July, a drizzling Saturday - first day of my weekend holiday. I had seen that some of my friends were catching fish. They called me to join I also interested and looked into mother’s eyes, she toss her head with no sign. Time went off, all my friends enjoyed a lot and went for lunch. I was still looking at the pond – I had enough freedom even though I felt a cage of Love.

Again I went to mom to ask permission, but she was too busy in Kitchen, time was around 12:45 pm. My mind was in a mood to play, I really had an eager to play like my friends had. After a lot of thoughts, I just decided to play in the pond, my estimated time slot was 10 minutes, after 15 minutes at any moment my father might reach – He had been a Beedi worker and he usually come for lunch at home. As per my plan mom never going to saw me from kitchen and she was already busy in kitchen.

As per my plan I would not going caught and the last chance was spy work of my sister but she was not there to do it today. So it was the most relevant time for me.

I closed all loop holes and started playing in pond, while touching water with right leg, I felt like a parrot which flew from the cage – it was awesome, really no word to explain. I could see some small fishes were swimming in water. I wanted to catch them, I would never get a chance like this, I put my leg into water and splashed it but missed!!.  I had seen my friends were using the same trick to catch fish. I keep on trying, but all fishes were too intelligent, they went in the deep of the water .The water weren't settled by my play, I waited some more time to settle the water.

Now I had only one aim in my mind, I wanted to catch a fish and prove myself in front of me [coz it was a secret operation, did u forget ? :P]. I put my leg with extreme care in the water and tried again. Yes, I saw a fish flying with splashed water. I took my eyes from the water, but my eyes were ended at a white dhoti which wet by my splash. Oh My God that was my Father!!

He came and slap on my leg, I didn’t know why I worn trouser on that day – to get that direct slap to my leg? I felt sad – that slap was not that much painful to made me cry, but father was in angry; but that made me uncomfortable. He took me to the home by pulling by ears my eyes were became red and filled with tears, but it wasn't rolled out - that made my vision unclear. I couldn't accept the reality, rather than my father’s slap I was confused on the failure of my master plan.

I forgot about the slap, there was only one thought were running in mind my mission failure – Yes, it was extremely planned, then what happened?. When we enter into to our home – My father’s one hand was still on my ear, I looked towards clock through the gap of his wings and hand. OMG! It was 1.20 pm – how? As per my plan I should be here in my home, but I was being hanged on father's hand. How did it happen? – Is clock ran too fast – might be, I looked into father’s watch by leading my head a little forward, oh there was also – While sitting simply this clock moves slowly but While playing it covers half an hour within 10 minutes. Still my plan was good, clock played – that thought made me comfortable :).

I realized that father was watching my mission at least last 15 minutes. So I didn’t have any word to utter. I heard lot of advise by putting my head down. I didn’t know from where this much tear came in my eyes, it begin to rolled out. Mom saw that and hugged me and said “Its OK, don’t repeat this.” – I managed to wipe my tear in her Sari. But still I confused on the tear, did it really come of  slap or mission failure ? .

                We all sat together to had Lunch. I was looking at my plate, I didn’t have enough courage to look him. I looked at the clock, it was moving too slowly – I felt it was too tired after a long run and taking rest. I finished my lunch and escaped quickly from his eyes.

                I slept a little to came out from all bad memories  lost of mission , slap from father – I really felt angry on my father – not because he slapped because I didn’t see the fish which I caught first time in my Life. Fish ow ?, did that jump into pond again?  Lots of thoughts came into to my mind.

                At that evening father came with a box, as like many children my favorite was also ice cream– in my life till that day I ate ice cream less than 5 times. I really afraid to go near to him, didn’t know what was going to happen now. This would be a continuation of afternoon? so I sat on the upstairs father kept that box on the table, Mom took that and led towards me, I didn’t mind she opened the box there was a ball ice cream, she gave that to me and rub on my forehead. While eating that with lots of joy mom murmured “After that slap, your father felt more pain than you.”

                At that moment I looked at him. That time I felt guilty on myself I was the reason for all these situation. I ran and sat on his lap and gave a spoon of ice cream and a kissed him ..