At this point I am a very enthusiatic person, have lotz of repeated question, which my Grandma, bindamma, accha and daddy are tired of answering. Its only my grandma that I have ample time after coming from my school that I spend time with. She is the best. I feel she cares me more that my mom. But, my mom is also the best. She is going to work, else she would also be available for me. She is doing this all for me I know that (hope). Yesterday, I intensionally kept my foot over Daddy’s eyes when he was watching something on TV. He was not aware about it. It hurt him a lot. By the time mother came from office, Grandma told about this to her and she was shouting at me. Dad had gone to the doc. At night after I heard the “Lion and the Rat” story from my mom for the first time,she told me how it will be without having vision and how dad will not be able to buy me chocolates and play with me if he does not have vision. I felt very sad and started crying for him. That was the first time I cried painfully according to my Mom. My bindamma immedialty ran the phone and I spoke to dad and ammama. They felt very bad hearing me cry. But my amma somehow managed to get me sleep
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