Sumit Gour
It was an emergency landing of his small, stuffy and beautiful hands on the white blank paper, the paper shrink a little, curvy line joining those fingers was lying under his hand, which caught father's attention
What my beta is hiding?
Papa you don't know, today is what day?
How could I forget my little angel's B'day.
Happy birthday my dear angel
Thank you Papa.
Still you are forgetting something
Gift, you are going to get it of your own choice.
Thanks papa, but I was not reminding you about that.
Tell me beta, and what are you hiding drawn in this paper?
Guess what?
is it a circle?
Not only a circle, it is the earth, wearing nothing, so I had to cover it with my hands.
You don't remember today is earth's day.
She ran towards the porch to choose the colour to paint the earth....and stopped sliding to the tin shade, papa's car was parking under which. Watching upwards she closed her eyes, Now she was watching herself swimming under a mango tree, cool breeze blowing hairs.Chhutki, Chhutki,
the word opened her eye, she mopped the sweat rallying through the chicks with her wrist
Taking a wish in her eyes, she said "papa, my b'day gift ?"
Sure, what my baby want?
Dress (she answered promptly)
So, Should we go!
Sitting in car, she took the circle getting seated besides her, peeping through the window her eyes was searching for the most beautiful dress in the world, so as her father was.
.
.
Stop, Stop, She shouted, father pushed the break the car sidled a little, he was perplexed as there was not any single garment's shop around.
Returning from the plant nursery, she opened the door with one hand, reversed the circle drawn paper which was slid under the seat and planted the infant mango plant on that.
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