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Copycat

 You might know My Mirror. I have written all about it. My Mirror is Shripradhaa, of course, but as she is getting older, I think the name Copycat suits her more.


Because, she mirrors me, but also copies whatever I say, or related to what I say, whether it is true or fake. It makes me feel quite embarassed.


For example, if I tell my mom/dad about what happened at school, the same thing will be recited by Shripu, with some exceptions, replacing it with her friends instead of mine.

So what I want to tell is, she is a chatterbox Copycat.



Now, I shall write as Shripu says. 


1. Something bad happened at my school. My friend, Hitvi and Mithra came to school. Then, we encountered a demon! 

2. One day, a horse came to school! Then a gigantic Shriyandhaa entered! 

3. One day, my friend Tanushree refused to eat fruits and veggies at school. And so teacher beat her up.

4. One day, when I was small, I got hurt on my knee and got a bruise bigger than the one on Shriyandhaa's knee.....


Though Shripradhaa never went to school, she imagines these things....

And now I'm thinking that she'll not only become a writer, but a movie director!


Maybe being a Copycat isn't bad after all....

And because if watching those stupid English cartoons on TV, she adds English to her imaginations!

If you want to hear a story - recited by Shripradhaa, the future Movie Director, tell me in the comments and stay tuned in....

Oh! And what type?

Horror, funny, fantasy, adventurous.... 

And especially..... NON FICTION....

Comments

  1. T.SrinivasanJune 8, 2022 at 5:06 PM

    Really you are gifted by God with a beautiful tiny copycat Shripradhaa . From your writing I can understand how much you are enjoying with her . May Guruvayur appan bless you the Writer and the Director Shripradhaa
    From
    Pushpa patti

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  2. T.SrinivasanJune 8, 2022 at 5:32 PM

    Shriyandhaa,
    All younger sisters will always copy what her elders do. Your sister shripradhaa is no exception. She admires you as a role model. Be happy for getting that post
    Once she grow older shewill understand the difference. Until then please bear with her actions. Ok. It is also give you some funny moments to take your time. Enjoy with her actions and be kind to her as she is innocent.

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