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Akash Agrawal

Children Stories Drama Fantasy

4.8  

Akash Agrawal

Children Stories Drama Fantasy

Rajesh And Khushi And Kite

Rajesh And Khushi And Kite

7 mins
330


It was the season of kites in India. One could see hundreds of kites flying in the sky fearlessly from morning until the darkness of dusk.

Khushi was lying in her bed. She looked a little pale and weak from the viral fever she caught two days before. But mostly she looked irritated. She had this intense urge of running away from her bed and her home and never return back. Of course, she knew that she had a good fever to move out and play. But what she couldn’t understand why she has to lie in her malicious bed for the entire days and nights and just keep relaxing? It was torture for her, she thought, imposed by her parents just to limit her freedom and stop her from playing and having fun. Her parents were a little too concerned for their little piece of heart, like every other parent in the world. But you can’t argue with that little girl who doesn’t care about her illness, and all she wants is to go out for a little while and have a little fun with her friends… with Rajesh, especially, who is her only best friend she wants to be with now. She thought that, of all the grown-up adults around her, only Rajesh would understand her plea.

But where the hell is he anyway, she kept asking her mother about him time and again, “Mummaa! Why isn’t he here even now??” Her anger was getting better of her every second and she was now shouting at her mother, “BUT HE MUST HAVE COME FROM SCHOOL! Why didn’t he come to see me, Mumma??”

“As if I don’t have much of problems already,” fisting her forehead with her little fists and thumping her bed with her little legs, she whispered to herself in a loud voice which was clearly audible to her mother, who was enjoying the funny behavior of her Sweety and struggling to hide her excitement and laughter, and her voice was also audible to the little boy standing at the door and was entering into Khushi’s room.

As her eyes turned to look at him, Khushi’s anxiety went away in a jiffy and she stopped throwing her legs and fists around. The next moment she was standing on her bed, fisting both her fists together clumsily. And her expression turned from that of boiling in anger to that of an innocent kid who is feigning her illness to others. Her mother couldn’t control her laughter anymore and she decided to hurl out of her daughter's room, laughing uncontrollably at Sweety’s such flawless melodramatic act.

“MUMMAAAA!!!” Khushi shouted at her Mother from behind, trying to conjure the seriousness of her grave face.

“Why are you so angry, Sweety?” interjected Rajesh in the little pause, as he went nearby her bed and sat there with a jump.

“And why are you so late?” snapped Khushi turning to face him, with one hand resting on her back and bending a little to her right in style.

Rajesh ignored her clever remark. Instead, he pulled her down with both his hands to make her sit with him to which she obliged. But her expression changed to that of sadness as her eyes fell on something he just placed on the other side of the bed. It was a kite.


“Are you going to fly the kite?” she asked in her heavy voice.

“No!” replied Rajesh in excitement, “I brought this kite so that we could fly it together.” He tried to see a joyous expression on her face. None came. It rather turned graver and she shrugged her shoulders and replied, “I can’t fly this kite with you, Rajesh.” She was on the brink of tears now. “I am sick. And my Mumma won’t let me go anywhere away from this bed.”

“C’mon Sweety!” Rajesh tried to persuade her completely ignoring whatever she said, “Everybody is flying kite outside.” He tried to reason with her by saying further that, “You know, Amit and Siddhu asked me to come and fly kite with them. But I said no. Because I wanted to fly this kite with you today.”

Rajesh stood up from bed, grabbed one of her hands, and tried to pull her out of bed and come with him. Khushi pulled her hand away with a jerk. Somehow her dull face turned into an angry one. Her eyes widened double in size, her cheeks and ears and the tip of nose turned red, and her hand was now shaking in fury- “CAN’T YOU SEE! I CAN’T GO OUT! I AM SICK! MUMMAAA WON’T LET ME GO ANYWHERE!! GO AND FLY YOUR STUPID KITES WITH AMIT AND SIDDHU THEN!! I WON’T COME WITH YOU!!”

Rajesh took a step back with her every comment. He was now a little fearful but he didn’t move away. Khushi’s mother came running into the room as she heard her scream and shout in full volume.

“What’s the matter now, Sweety?” She looked a little worried about her girl and tried to cajole her. But Khushi shirked her away and quickly hid under her blanket and turned to the other side of her bed. She was now crying.

Rajesh didn’t move from his place at all. He didn’t remember when the kite fell down from his hands, as his eyes too welled up with tears.

Khushi’s mother groaned in her breathe looking at all the bewilderment and shrugged.

“Oh, he kids! Such a drama…”

She first pulled Rajesh in her arms, patted him, wiped his welled up eyes, and consoled him. Then she motioned towards her little girl curled in bed, pulled her closer with a blanket, and wrapped her in a tight hug with one hand caressing her hairs. Then, in her all buttered and sweet voice, she began saying some words of consolation in Khushi’s ears who couldn’t stop crying.

 “It’s okay Sweety. Shushshshush… Now stop crying beta… It’s okay now. Look Rajesh is also crying seeing you cry. Shushshshusshshsh… Do you want to go out? Okay, you go for some time… Go with him and fly your kite for some time… Okay beta… Now stop crying… ” As she noticed that her deep sighs began to smooth, and as she stopped crying in a couple of minutes, her mother gave one final touch of her warm cajoling to her daughter, “It’s okay Sweety… Now hurry up, go and fly your kite… Mumma didn’t let you go because you are a sick baby. But it is okay now… Go and have fun.”

Through their swollen eyes and sad faces, Khushi and Rajesh looked at each other for a while. And the next moment they were smiling as the sadness from their faces disappeared. Rajesh bent to the ground, picked up his kite, and went close to Khushi to hand her the kite, which she took happily. They decided to move out of the room quickly and headed straight for the terrace as if they feared that her mother might change her mind again.

As the fresh puff of air fell on her face, she smiled heartily, forgetting all her sickness and her energy returned. There was a big smile on Rajesh’s face too when he saw Khushi smiling and all happy.

Rajesh stood at one end of the terrace holding the thread in his hands. Khushi moved to the opposite end of the terrace, holding the kite from both the ends lightly in between her fingers.

On Rajesh’s command, she raised both her hands high into the air above her height, with the kite at the top of her head. Rajesh strained the connecting thread from the kite in perfection as Khushi watched him curiously.

The next command came from him- “RELEASE!” To this Khushi let go of the kite from her loose grip, and with a nice jerk Rajesh balanced the kite in midair and began releasing more length of thread artistically which raised the kite higher and higher in no time. Khushi came running to his side gazing unblinkingly at the kite going farther and farther away from her. Rajesh now handed the thread in her hands.

The kite went higher and higher with the length of the thread in their hands. Both Rajesh and Khushi were too lost in watching the kite flying and swaying with the currents of air and sudden jerks from their hands. Their excitement kept on rising with that of the kite. And they had already forgotten about everything else in the world.


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