Sand Storm
Arjun Pov
The bag that aunty had given me to fill one of the containers with its contents fell and there was something white and round in it. It scattered throughout the kitchen. Aunty was furious.
“ Can you do a single job properly? Channa( A type of pulse) has scattered in the kitchen. Now don't stand like a statue. Sit down and gather all of it in the container.” After giving me a full-on lecture and glaring at me with rage, she started walking out, and then another disaster took place. Accidentally a small and notorious channa came in between her slippers and the earth and the worst happened. She fell on her bums. I kept my hand on my mouth to stop myself from laughing but muffled sounds came. My stomach was aching from controlling myself and then I couldn't control myself and started laughing hysterically. I looked at her which was my mistake, she was spitting fire at me. Her eyes were red and she was gritting her teeth.