a week ago.
mithi has a ear ache. after putting the necessary ear drops in her ear, i tie a scarf around her head, covering her ears. teamed with her glasses, she looks like red riding hood's granny to me. i tell her that and she sulks. i prod her and cajole her into talking to me. finally,
mithi: mama, you should think about how i'll feel, shouldn't you? what if i were to tell you that you look like the wolf who has become plump with eating young girls like Red Riding Hood?