chuvvi!

चुव्वी!

I remember, when I was little, I would crawl under nana's bed, and hide.  Today I did so again (daddy's bed this time) though for far less nobler reasons than playing hide and seek with my cousins, or surprising my नाना--he would laugh when he found me there, and call me चुव्वी, a little female mouse, or something like that.


--I was mopping the hall in anticipation of my father's coming back from the hospital.