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Mom, it's so hot today. My hand is tired from fanning. Mine too, Mom, please open the window. The window is wide open, dear. There's no breeze outside either, is there? Oh, it’s the heat of mid-summer. Even the walls are radiating fire. Grandma, aren't you feeling the heat? Oh, just looking at the two of you makes me feel even hotter. Grandma, don't tease us. It really is very hot. Munna, go fill some water from the pitcher.
The cold one? Yes, the one from the clay pot. Is Father home? Oh, wow. I can hear talk of cold water as soon as I enter. Father, it was just as hot outside today. It felt as if the sun had come and parked itself right over our village. Father, we will sleep on the roof tonight. Why? Isn't there a fan inside? There is a fan, but it's spinning like it's sleepy too. Soon the power will go out, and the fan will rest too.
Then we'll go upstairs, right? Mom, the lentils are delicious today. Oh, really? Then have another roti. No, it's not that good. Wow, you complimented it and avoided the second roti too. Give me one more, Mom. Oh, the fan has slowed down even more. The bulb is flickering too. It looks like the power is about to go out. If the power goes, I'll be the first to say it. " Power out!"—I will say it first.
Power out! Oh, there you go. Now the real summer night begins. It's already suffocating down here. We'll get a breeze upstairs. I say we just set the beds up upstairs. Don't pick everything up by yourself. Collect the things first. I'll bring my pillow. Munna, fill that bucket. With water? No, with milk. Yes, son, with water. The roof will be very hot. We'll pour water first. I'll pour it, me too. No, be careful with the things.
I'm being careful, Mom. Oh, Father, the roof is really very hot. My feet are burning. That's why I brought water. Look at this. Pour some over here too. Over here. On my side first. It's not your side, it's our roof. Don't fight. The water will go on both sides. Wow! Such a nice scent is coming as the water hits. Yes, son, when water hits a hot roof, it smells just like that. It will be so nice to sleep here now.
Bring the bedding up first. Put this cot over here. There will be more breeze here. This one is mine. No, this one is mine. This one has no ropes. I slept on this one yesterday. But I will sleep today. Both of you take my cot. I will sleep on the floor below. No Grandma, you sleep on your own. Then quietly sleep on whatever you get. Okay. Okay. Amazing. Grandma understood in one go. Keep both children's cots close together.
Mine near Father. Mine near Mother. And mine? Yours in the middle, so you can keep an eye on everyone. Just this task was left. Mom, should I hold the corner? Yes dear, hold this corner properly. Like this? Look, perfectly straight. Straight? Half the sheet is hanging down. Now we have to tie the mosquito net. Are there many mosquitoes today? The village mosquito's job is just to come near the ear and sing.
I don't like that sound at all. Neither do I. That's why here is your mosquito net. Should I tie the rope? Hold one side. Yes, tightly. Keep it a bit high above me. Last time, when I got up, I sat with the whole net on my head. Grandma, what did you look like then? Oh, Raghuveer. Yes, Uncle. The whole neighborhood has come up to the roof today. As soon as the power goes, everyone remembers the sky. It feels like a furnace down there.
Sharma, did the power go out at your place too? Mom, it's out in the whole village. That's good. No one will say it only went out at our house. Uncle, the breeze has started blowing nicely. Yes, the night will pass well now. Sharma Uncle, we will fly kites tomorrow. If there is wind, then definitely. Me too. Look up. So many stars. Yes dear. The sky is so clear today. That brightest one is mine. Do stars belong to anyone? Then the moon is mine , I saw it before both of you.
Grandma, which are those seven stars? That group over there is like the Saptarishi. Do seven people live in the sky? Grandma, tell us a story. Yes Grandma, a story. Okay, but a short one. Many years ago, a small child lived in a village just like this. He loved the night stars very much. Like me? One night he asked his grandmother why there are so many stars in the sky? Then what did Grandma say?
So that no one feels lonely in the dark night. Really, Grandma? That's it, the story is over. Let the children sleep. It had just started. The rest tomorrow. Come now, everyone inside your own mosquito net. Mom, give me water. Here you go. I'll put the pot here. If someone feels thirsty at night, it's right here. And keep the hand fan near me. Grandma, such a nice breeze is blowing. What's the need for a fan now?
That’s experience speaking, son. You never know when the wind might turn. Mom, don’t put a sheet over me. Not yet. What if the air gets cold at night? Will you look for one yourself? I won’t look for it. Dad, I like it better than the room. Why? You can see the sky from here. The breeze blows, and Grandma tells stories . That’s all I’m here for. No, you are good too. In our childhood, we spent almost every summer night on the roof. Every day?
Almost every day. Their father himself used to play in the streets until late at night. Grandma. Don't start that story now. Now, go to sleep for real. Good night. Good night. May God give everyone sweet dreams. Grandma. Now what? I can't fall asleep. Close your eyes. They are closed. Then how are you talking? My mouth is open. It’s better than downstairs, right? Much better. I couldn’t breathe in the room.
In village summers, the roof is our real room. Raghuveer, hasn't the wind picked up a bit? It feels nice, doesn't it? I see clouds somewhere in the distance. How did this air get cold so suddenly? Are you feeling it too? Yes, maybe it's raining somewhere far away. Mom, what was that sound? I heard it too. Distant thunder. There’s nothing to be afraid of. Will it rain? It's possible. If it rains, it will be fun.
Fun? Who will pack up all this bedding? Dad, lightning flashed, I saw it too. Now the clouds are coming closer. Raghuveer, just look at the sky. Yes, those are quite dark clouds. Should we move the beds down? Let’s wait a bit. Maybe they will pass. Night clouds and children's mischief, you can't trust either. Something fell on my face. What? A drop of water. Me too. Oh, it really has started drizzling.
I told you to get the kids up quickly. Munna, wake up, son. I am awake. Gudiya, wake up, dear. It's raining. Mom, I'm feeling sleepy. If you don't get up, you'll get soaked along with the cot. Everyone, grab your own pillows. Can I take two? Yes, but don't drop them. I am taking my doll. And grab this small sheet too. Mom, the rain is getting heavier. Who will open my mosquito net? I’ll open it, Grandma.
Don't pull the string. Untie the knot. It won't open. Oh, my mosquito net will blow away. I’ve got it. Munna, hold the other side. I've got it. Oh God, I had just fallen asleep and now this battle has begun. Mom, lightning flashed again. Stay close to me, dear. There is no need to be afraid. Everyone , work calmly. Father, the rain has become very heavy. Yes, we must head downstairs quickly now. Fold this bedsheet.
Munna, take the pillows and head toward the stairs. Alright. Who took my pillow? I have it, Grandma. Gudiya, hold my hand. Mom, my doll is getting wet. Keep her inside the sheet. Go down the stairs one by one, no one needs to rush. Father, I have reached downstairs. Keep the pillows in the room. Raghuveer, the rain has really poured down. We are packing up all the things here too. Sharma, talk later. Go downstairs first . Put this mosquito net inside.
Mom, my pillow got a little wet. It doesn't matter. It's just a little bit. Grandma, you got soaked. The rain drenched me completely. Look how much water is falling from the door . The whole courtyard is shining. The scent of the earth is coming. Father, we will always remember tonight , right? Such nights are never forgotten. These little things later become the biggest memories.