The Punishment
Disha hurried to get soaked poha as tadka danced frantically in the pan. When poha approached the tadka , the uproar subdued. It was then she realized Parth had come home from school. Right on time, she smiled. Just as she was going to tell him to go and wash his hands before eating, she saw him leaning on the dining table, drawing patterns on its wooden border. Now, that was unusual. Usually, he is quite jumpy and chatty after coming home from school. That's when she saw it. He quietly wiped a lone tear that escaped from his eyes. For a moment, she couldn't fathom what must have happened. She feared the worst. Then she remembered it. His teacher, Naik Miss, called in the morning. Parth, with other two boys in his class, had spilled water on her notes that she had prepared for the morning class. She couldn't complete that topic without notes. She added that it was not expected from Parth. So, that's what the matter was. At first...