Dad: hey! I did not name you Bharati thinking that you will ask all these questions, daughter My grandfather's name is Balakrishnan! The total letter in it is 'pa'. My grandfather's name is Rathnavel! The total letter 'ra' in it. Where is my father's name Tirumalai! The total letter in it is 'The'. This is where the family identity of one of the Bharathi I put the name.

Bharathi: For a girl to have a name, all you need is a three-headed Amla name! Even so, you paid close attention to your mother's head. Everybody be You are a man!

Dad: Is that so no mom ....

Bharathi: I do not know what you remember, and I do not know the name that you kept. But that Mundasuk poet in me is Bharathi. He's standing there.

(Bharathi's brother comes in from the room with a note in his hand.)

Brother: Mom! Look ... the poem written by my sister!

(Mom listens to it, and her brother wrestles with what he reads without giving her the note. Grandma calls him and tells him to read the poem. He reads the poem.)

'The one who saw the world next to me

I only felt it when you sent me a companion ........

I think the girl! '

Mother: Everything alone cannot be recovered. For the sake of reading, you only know how to speak fluently! Aven man by Jon Child!

Grandmother: Like a girl... Even if the thorn falls...

Bharti: Even if the thorn falls? .... I know there is no other answer than this! Don't look at it, I'm telling you to look at it as a human being! .... This poem does not come in the street drama that we will put on Friday. We're going to ask this question to almost everyone who is not into drama!

Dad: Is drama enough for us ... Is it not enough to have our work in progress?

Bharti: If there is no answer, everyone says that Tampa is not enough to be Look at the work This is also work! ... Social Work!

Mother: Satan's ministry ... I told you ... we do not want drama ... let's destroy social service ... look at the first four cash - earning salaries ...

Bharathi: Drama is an education; Knowledge. If you say no to that, why don't you read it! To tell you that this is the time to fight, we are enacting a drama for you too...  

(Everyone leaves.)

(Everyone is in the throes of a street rehearsal. The place is a bit noisy. Bharathi logs in.)

Bharti: Silence! Let's just come here to chat.

Honey: Ille Bharathi ...…

Bharti: You may have been dumping Wheatley TV for that.

Sundari: What Bharati … do you speak like this?

Bharti: We are here because we all have a responsibility. Awareness play

Story will continue another blog…

BYE…