Chasing Mosquitoes..

Chasing Mosquitoes..

Summer.. Summer.. Summer.. Summer heat is killing us these days. Temperature is crossing 37 degree Celsius in Mysore during midday. Water purifiers at home are tired. Gallons of water is evaporating from our bodies. Standing in the shadow of trees, i look up at the sky hoping to see few clouds. But all i see is a daring Sun glaring at us with its tons of rays. After we brought our baby Smaya to home last week, my sole concern was to prepare Smaya for her first summer. Against Doctor's advice we started giving boiled water, mosambi juice, ragi soup to keep her hydrated. Fans have started working 24 X 7 fighting to take heat waves out of our house. 

It was a fine summer morning. Pooja woke up and went to kitchen to help mom. Me and Smaya were fighting with our lazy sleep holding each others hand, curious to see who would getup first. Me or Smaya. She defeated me flatly. How could i resit from watching little angel's innocent face in the morning. She looked more pink than usual. I thought it was because of the heat. When i moved closer to kiss her puffy cheeks, i was shocked to realize the reason for pink color. There were many mosquito bites on left side of her face. When all our priority was to fight the heat, there were a platoon of miniature soldiers infiltrated our privacy without our notice and had attacked our daughter on her left cheek, forehead, left ear. Windows and doors of our house were closed after every evening. Fans were operating. Baby was fully covered with blanket except her face. Still they were managed to breakthrough. I was

furious and humiliated to accept the fact that we were forcibly drawn into a WAR. They had attacked our most precious stone in our family. But we were technologically far behind compared to mosquitoes. We were short of modern weapons. We were lagging in defense mechanism. In midst of severe recession in our family, all we were afford to defend was using shabby fans and age old inefficient toxic liquid mosquito repellents. They were provoking us from all ways. There was a chaos. There was a fear. There were worries looking at baby's face. 

Head of our family (Dad) immediately called for an emergency defense meeting. Defense minister (Mom) was already into action and had leased an advanced weapon (Electric Mosquito Bat) from our neighbor. Thanks to her presence of mind. Army Major Roshan (Brother) had single handedly declared WAR on our enemy. The sound and glaring sparks of killing mosquitoes from electric bat looked more horror than killing them using machine guns. Looked like our enemy were unprepared for his surprise attack. They were falling easily into prey of his moves. Enemies were hiding below

stairs, in almirahs, below furniture, in bathrooms. Roshan was searching every corner carefully. When we were busy fighting our enemy, our black cat women soldier (my wife Pooja) quickly acted and gave a strong protection cover to Smaya which cannot be breached by any possible ways. But she cannot hold them for long time. They had the clear advantage of their numbers. They had vast army. More and more infantries were infiltrating our poor defense. Our leased weapon had to be returned to its owner in few hours. We had to act fast. As a finance minister of the state, i had to decide on financial challenges and act quickly on the procurement of defense and offence materials. After an hour of discussion and research, i placed an order for old but efficient defense material, a classic double bed mosquito net. But order won't be reaching us in few days. So we had to hold our enemy from taking over our territory till then. Dad bought brand new Electric Mosquito Bat with advanced features like torch and protection layer for kids. As a team, we decided to work in shifts fighting and killing mosquitoes. 

But till am writing this last part of my blog, we were not able to defeat them completely. International pressure is mounting on our state to setup a meeting with head of our enemy state  and negotiate to call for a ceasefire. Our negotiators suggests, on certain formidable agreement, we actually can live in peace and harmony together. We will do our best to maintain peace in the region.

With Love,

RaDa