"Akka, I told you, I am a good artist!" I exclaimed, feeling proud.
As I finished my comic strip, my akka came into the room with a cup of steaming hot tea. "Okay, beta, here is your tea. Now show me this Raju Raja fellow."
I was sitting in my akka's (elder sister's) room, trying to finish my kambi kathakal ( comic strips) for the day. My akka was busy in the kitchen, making some pazham pori (banana fritters) for snacks.
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