Maoo the kitten looks up — and there… above Murali Mama’s jolly smile is something thunderous and black, thick and curly… his moustache! Terrified, Maoo runs away. It takes more encounters with all kinds of moustaches and a few whiskers for his hairy woes to end.
Every day Soosaiamma sets off selling things from her cart. And every day little Anbu follows the delicious smells coming from her lunchbox. Does he get anything to eat?