My wife called, “How long will you be with that newspaper? Will you come here and make your darling daughter eat her food?”
I tossed the paper away and rushed to the scene. My only daughter, Sindu, looked frightened; tears were welling up in her eyes. In front of her was a bowl filled to its brim with curd rice. Sindu is a nice child, quite intelligent for her age.
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I cleared my throat and picked up the bowl.
I covered the pink soft hand extended by my daughter with mine and clinched the deal. Now I became a bit anxious.
“Sindu dear, you shouldn't insist on getting
a computer or any such expensive items. Dad does not
have that kind of money right now. Ok?”
Slowly and painfully, she finished eating the whole quantity. I was silently angry with my wife and my mother for forcing my child to eat something that she detested. After the ordeal was through, Sindu came to me with her eyes wide with expectation. All our attention was on her.
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“Dad, I want to have my head shaved off this Sunday!”
was her demand.
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