Sharmila had shifted to a new locality and she realized people strictly kept to themselves a trendy feature of the modern generations of out times.Sharmila had been born and bred with a concern for others empathetic to the have - nots and the secluded lonely ones but here she decided to be a spectator observe before she would start being her true self.
She had found there were groupism and ladies in keeping with their characters and status formed groups but Sharmila found to her amazement they were indulging in self boasting chats about their families,their richness, wealth ,beauty and about their children too. However Sharmila pleasant in her exchanges forbade from engaging in such conversations and would steer them from such talk to commonrelated topics of Food and upkeeping of the house etc. However she noticed how in one unison they had a circumspect attitude bordering on dislike against the last house in the camp.
They had lots to say about her, " Oh ! She us a bad tempered person a rude proud peacock '.Each one had a story to tell about her.
Three weeks later a ring at Sharmila s door and on opening found ' the last house lady" standing with a frowned unease expression asking for a cutting pliers as her husband had mis placed the Tool kit .Sharmila invited her in but she refused and so she handed over the Pliers to her and she left nodding her head probably her way of saying thanks
Just a few minutes later Sharmila could see a group of teen boys wringing their hands in frustration and a few sitting down near her house contemplating on what to do .Sizing up the situation She drew near and enquired them.These boys while playing Cricket had hit the ball which fell in to her house in the Garden and though they had gone saying it was their mistake to please excuse them she...