NILAH's AKKA, MALAI

Malai is the one everyone relies on. She doesn’t talk much, but she notices everything. If someone loses something, Malai is the one who finds it. If a chair is wobbly or a shelf is dusty, she fixes it or cleans it up without a fuss. When Amma is busy, Malai knows exactly how to help—without being asked. The others may not say it out loud, but they all know: without Malai, the house wouldn’t run the way it does. She’s the quiet rhythm in the background, the one who keeps things moving, gently and steadily, like a clock that never stops ticking.
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She’s especially good with numbers. Amma trusts her with the business work—keeping track of sales, counting stock, making lists, and checking the accounts. Malai does it all with calm focus. She doesn’t like messes or mistakes, and she always checks things twice just to be sure. She keeps her books neat and her lists tidy. Malai doesn’t ask for praise, and she doesn’t like too much attention. But everyone in the family knows how much they depend on her. She’s not loud or bossy—she just knows how to get things done. And she likes it that way.

But even though she’s so capable, Malai didn’t always feel good about herself. Some people used to treat her differently because her skin was darker. They’d make little comments or comparisons that made her feel small. For a while, she believed those things. She stayed quiet, kept her head down, and tried not to take up space. But as she worked more with Amma, something shifted. Amma trusted her completely. She asked for her help, listened to her ideas, and made her feel important. Slowly, Malai began to see that being smart, kind, and reliable mattered far more than skin colour. She started standing straighter, speaking a little more, and feeling a little prouder.

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These days, Malai knows her younger sister Malar is watching. Malar also has dark skin. She follows Malai around, copies the way she folds her clothes, and listens closely when Malai talks. Malai doesn’t try to be perfect, but she knows she’s setting an example. So she puts care into what she does. And when she gets a break, she goes hiking with Nilah. Out there, among the trees and hills, she doesn’t need to plan or think. She just walks, breathes, and feels free. Bit by bit, Malai is learning to be proud—not just of what she does, but of who she is.