No play with friends

Wherever the mother , there's the son . Nobody in the village treated them badly but were busy with their own works to look after them . She was not just a good worker ; she used to sing beautiful songs while working to keep her team fresh . It was straight noon...

The mother stopped singing and looked around for her son .

" What happens Leima ? " said the woman planting just next to her .

Others ( started asking one by one ) : Why do you stop , continue .

She suddenly broke her voice loud , " Ichathoi ( a sweet name given to children by their parents ) , it's very hot ; do not play with water . "

The boy played with anything he got...water , mud , broken pieces of bamboo etc while his mother was planting rice in paddy fields , or what was he gonna do alone ?

Up the hills , down the lakes , in the fields nowhere to reach but never ever left her son alone . The mother's love for her son snatched away the joy of her son's childhood . He had to be with his mom all day and night . He was extremely happy when his mother got sick that he would get a chance to escape from his mother and atleast see his friends playing , because none of his friends wanted to play with him .

One of his friends : Go away ! Our mother always tells me not to play with you . You are very dirty .

Others ( teasing him ) : Son of mad ! Son of mad !

" My mother is mad but not bad " he murmured all way to his mom .