Revolt

Among all the grand-kids, I got Aaji's maximum company. She and I shared a love-and-hate relationship. There used to be a cycle, where she would disprove my behavior, I would disregard her, things getting escalated till the point that I get beat up by her, few days of silent treament from me, things gradually thawing, she would feel this immense urge to love me, I getting pampered and so on.

Before this incident, things had come to boil. I had a big quarrel with her and she was about to launch her capable pair of hands. Suddenly the door bell rang. It was her friend at the door. I was never relieved so much seeing someone at the door. Well, Aaji had different ideas. Sensing my shameless delight, she made me stand in the corner on the wooden stool. All of this in front of the guest! Like a stupid beacon!! I was enraged, fuming.

Few moments passed. My angry eyes were practically boring holes. Aaji was now narrating the incident that led to my punishment. It was all unjustified to me. I cought her returning my angry stare with hers. I instantly stuck my tongue out and mocked her. In front of the guest!

That was my moment of revolt!