Appuppan’s smile grew wider than the sunset.
Published in the spirit of Muthu magazine – where every story plants a seed of goodness. muthu malayalam magazine
One Sunday, the power went out. The fan stopped. The TV screen went black. The village was silent except for the chirping of sparrows. Appuppan’s smile grew wider than the sunset
Appuppan closed his newspaper and chuckled. "Come, Unni. I want to show you something." The fan stopped
"A top? Stones?" Unnikuttan laughed. "This is your treasure?"
Appuppan didn’t answer. He took the top, wound the string expertly, and threw it to the ground. Whirrrrr. The top spun like a blue blur. Then, he picked up three flat stones and skipped them across the small pond near the fence. Plip. Plip. Plip. The ripples spread wide.
For two hours, the grandfather and grandson played under the mango tree. Appuppan taught him how to balance the top with a flick of the wrist. He taught him the secret angle to throw the stones so they would dance on water.