Narratives - Kalai Selvi Arivalagan (highly illogical behavior txt) 📗

Rick shouted to Rita. Rick started to feel sad. Why do these kids run from me? Why are they afraid of me? Rick has seen kids playing with butterflies, grasshoppers, and dragonflies. Kids always tried to catch those insects only. They never had a thought to catch a spider like him and be their play mate. Rick could not answer this question, and so felt sad.

 

One day, Rick heard kids talking about Halloween and plans for celebrating it with much fun. The kids often mentioned spiders and Rick became curious to know about the connection between Halloween and the spiders. When he heard that spiders take a special place during Halloween to scare people, Rick’s heart broke. Why? Why? Why? Rick tossed on his web restlessly. Yet, he could not find an answer.

 

One morning Rick found Rita trying to do something like his web on her toy house. After so many efforts, she could not succeed. Something or other went wrong. Disappointed she left the toy house near the bush and went inside the home. Rick wanted to help Rita. He climbed down the web, and started to weave the web where Rita wanted in her toy house.

 

Rick started the web from the corner of the side window door and connected it to the small paper plant under the side window. Rick spent at least twenty minutes to weave the web. The dark night set in and it sprinkled dew drops on the web.

 

In the morning sun light, the dew drops reflected rain bow colors and made Rita shout with happiness. “Mom, look at the beautiful web on my toy house. I will only get the first prize.”

 

Rick rolled his eyes and looked at Rita. ‘Maaaaaaa.’ With a scream, Rita ran into her house.

Crappie, the timid ghost

In the unoccupied room of an apartment lived Crappie, the timid ghost. Every thing scared this little ghost and most of the time it hid in a broken closet at the corner of the room. The closed doors of the room never opened and only streaks of light peeped in through broken doors of the windows.

 

One morning when every one in the apartment has gone for work, Crappie heard some one walking in the corridor in front of the room. Crappie slowly moved and lifted the lid of the closet. Crappie could not see anyone through the crack in the window door. He can see only a black spider slowly weaving the web across the window bar.

 

At the same time, Crappie saw a big lizard moving slowly along the wall. Crappie has not seen any thing other than the black spider inside the room. This is the first time Crappie saw a lizard inside the room. Wondering how it came inside the room, Crappie called the lizard.

 

‘Hi, May I know who you are?’ But, the lizard keen on catching the fly sitting at the end of the wall, did not replied to him. Fearing it may eat him, Crappie looked at the lizard once again. ‘Will it eat me?’ Fear gripped Crappie.

 

‘Oh, who will help me to get out of this room?’ Crappie started to worry. After some time the lizard moved way and Crappie felt relieved. Evening set in and the entire place became dark. Crappie came out of the closet and looked outside through the crack in the window.

 

In the middle of the corridor hang a Jack O lantern. The light that shone through the lamp scarred Crappie and took his wit out.

 

‘Oh, my..my, how will I get out of this room?’

 

Shuddering with fear, he slowly opened the lid of the closet. At the same time, some one broke the lock on the door and opened the door with a hard push. Giggles of little kids filled the corridor and the empty room. Every one carried a Jack O lantern and they all entered the room with a scream.

 

Crappie let down the lid of the closet and ran out of the room through the opened door. After that Crappie never returned to that room.

Kirk, the squeaky bat

 

In the corridor of an apartment lived Kirk, a squeaky bat. Every day when the dusk starts to set in, Kirk will come out of her home and start to look for food. It will be a treat for her if a swarm of mosquitoes flies into the dark corners of the corridor. There are six houses in a row and the corridor will be dimly lit with a zero volt bulb. Usually there will be no one in the corridor and it helped Kirk to fly independently and hunt till she felt her stomach is filled.

 

Kirk’s routine started to get disturbed with the setting of the Halloween season. Little kids from the apartment started to play in the corridor. They discussed plans to celebrate Halloween and also how to scare people in the apartment. Kirk silently listened to their plans and decided to work out a plan to scare those little kids.

 

Two days later all kids from the apartment dressed up in different Halloween costumes gathered near the front gate. Each little kid carried a Jack O lantern. Each light with a different carved shape from the pumpkin looked different.

 

Kirk looked around. All the kids wearing masks started to light their lanterns. Peter, the little boy, who lived next doors, joined them wearing a mask like a bat.

 

‘Oh, that is cute. He looks like a bat.’ Kirk felt excited. Flapping her wings, she went out of the apartment to the nearby park. Kirk asked her friends who lived in the park to come with her. She explained to them her plan.

 

When Kirk and her friends reached the apartment, the lights in the apartment went out. The little boys and girls standing near the gate with their lanterns shouted in a chorus, ‘Trick or Treat.’

 

“Treat, treat, treat.” The adults in the apartment replied in a chorus and gave their kids a bamboo basket full of goodies to eat.

 

“Oh, oh, oh.” The kids placed down their lanterns and started to dig into the bamboo basket.

 

Kirk signaled to her friends. Every bat entered the apartment and started to fly around the heads of the kids.

 

“Trick, trick, trick.” Kirk and her friends started to squeak around the kids. Kirk flew down to Peter and landed on his bat mask. Except for the light from the lantern the placed looked dark.

 

With whatever goodies they have picked up, the kids ran down the street screaming loudly. Kirk and her friends with a loud squeak followed the kids and made them run in different directions.

Rimy, the cozy cat

 

It is a cold, cold, winter season. It has started to snow and this made kids happy and cheerful than ever. But, for Rimy, the cozy cat, it is not so. She could not bask in the morning sun and let sun rays make her coat shiny. Standing on the window sill, she peeped outside.

 

Chill winds blew and made her shiver. Let alone the day light, there were no warm rays of the sun. Lighter drizzle of rain cleaned the leaves of the plants in the garden at the backyard, and evoked the sweet smell of the hidden flowers. Rimy smelt the rain in the air. Rimy thought it will be fine if she can smell a rat in the air. It has been days since she has chased a rat. The chilly climate has made all the rats stay inside their holes and rarely did they come out to eat anything left at the kitchen table.

 

‘Rimy, dear, don’t go outside, it is chilly there,’ Susie took Rimy in her hands and left it on the nearby chair. Rimy stretched lazily and looked at her face. ‘How long should I stay inside, please, let me go out for a while?’ Rimy’s eyes requested Susie. ‘Hmm. Then go out. You will come inside within a second.’ With a laugh, Susie took Rimy and let her out through the front door.

 

Rimy’s outer skin shivered badly in the piercing cold winds, yet, she slowly stepped outside. Near the shoe rack, she found a place to squeeze in. One side of the shoe rack prevented the chilly winds to hit her directly. Yet, she can look out through the grills of the door.

 

After a while, Rimy heard the feeble sound of footsteps near the steps of the front door. Unsteady foot steps climbed the steps and stopped near the door. Rimy can see two beady eyes through the slightly opened door. Shining whiskers moved in and out of the gap in the door. Rimy's sense of smell got alert and she sharpened her nostrils. 'O My, it is a rat.' Rimy wanted to get up immediately and catch the rat.

 

Yet, she decided to wait for a while. The blowing chill air brought in the strong smell of rat and trickled Rimy's nostrils once again. For a second she forgot about the chillness outside.

 

With a leap she opened the front door. Fortunately, the rat also realized the smell of the cat and so it decided to run back into its hole. Not aware of the sudden turn of events, Rimy rolled on the steps of the front door and reached the ground.

 

Susie could not suppress her laughter, yet, she carried Rimy back into the house. Susie then gave Rimy a warm bowl of milk and made a cozy bed to rest for a while. Rimy felt ashamed, but could not deny the warm milk and cozy bed made for her.