‘Ammalu, don’t stand in my way. Let me fly like a butterfly and enjoy the beauty of the sky’.
‘I won’t. Go up. Enjoy the sky but don’t sit on flowers. Flowers contain honey. Honey contains sugar’
‘As well I can sit at home looking at your shrunken face!’
‘Ideal for your age. My face is honey -free’
‘But, you’re my honey, Ammalu !‘
‘Wah! What a butterfly you’re SP!. Now, you know why I’m not allowing you to fly up but not sit on flowers’