CRYSTAL CLEAR....Charu Dear

crystal 1- Charu

She could feel the soft, yet mystifying morning breeze….it was her custom to sleep by the window. Oh, how cozy it was when the warmth of the sun slowly enveloped her, bringing with it the happiness of yet another day. She could hear her mother’s bangles clutter as she was preparing breakfast.

Charu was a girl of twelve, tan, pretty and oh yes, her long silky black hair was the cause of the envy of her classmates, or so she thought.

The aroma of fresh butter spread on chapatti (An Indian dish), with sugar sprinkled, not too little, not too much, was engulfing the house. She quickly picked up her straw mat and pillows and placing them upon an old almirah, wondered what she should wear to school today.

Hmm, would it be the violet with pink flowers or the yellow with green dots, she thought. She always had a fancy for the skirt with large leaves though. But today her friend Shalu would be wearing a new dress, so she thought she would get along with the pink one, as it was the prettiest.

Mother asked “Are you going to spend the whole day, trying to choose a dress? Get ready fast or you will get into trouble with father, for being late.”