Nurungukal..3

Ichirivettom..3..It was by luck my grand daughter noticed the little kitten which lay curled under the car. Otherwise it would have been crushed to death. Perhaps it would have been strayed or discarded by some neighbours. The brown stripes on its white body looked cute and gradually it became their pet kitten. As I watched my grand daughter playing with it, I told her to scribble a note about its pranks. She came out with a beautiful description which reflected her flair for writing and observation. And asked her to write on anything which she found interesting. Yesterday when I asked about the progress she happily told that so far she had completed fifteen such narrations. I am eager to read them now. I hope a young writer is budding. !!..dum dum pi pi pi.