Past Imperfect

As a child I….

…….imagined that 4 had married 5, and 6 was their baby.

……..thought the meaning of yellow was ‘beautiful’.

..…….believed that Anon was a person.

…….yearned to wear out my hawai chappals and Natraj pencils to stubs instead of losing them always.

…….dreaded that my father had a secret family stowed away somewhere.

….. made up my mind to work in a chocolate factory when I grew up.

...…wondered why God wouldn’t or couldn’t speak.

..... loved to play in the servant’s quarters with her children.

……couldn’t understand why I didn’t speak Hindi though I was a Hindu.

…… drew horizontal strokes in a drawing class which earned me a big cross and a bigger zero. My art teacher, Mrs. Daniel, didn’t know that I had tried to draw the wind.
It still hurts.

.... hated the story of the ant and the grass-hopper.