Extended years

I had carried the shell that I formed in my childhood and it got deeper when we moved from 'Madurai' to 'Kanchipuran', where our grand parents stayed. This was the first time, I came face o face with my brother 'Shankar' who was staying with my grand parents.

Being the first grand child of the family, he enjoyed a royal treatment from my grand parents. I was seen like a rotten egg, I don't know may be because of my skin color. My grand mother especially would not care about me in the first place and would always tell me to work for my brother i.e. bringing him water to drink, do household work etc. Though my brother was good with me but the royal treatment that he got from my grand parents had a negative impact on me. I started hating my grand parents for this aspect of theirs. Even today they do the same thing and I just can't digest it, why should I?

This made me more reserved at home. We spent one year living with our grand parents and that was the quietest period in my life.