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SHE NEEDS ANOTHER GUN


December 1991. A small township in India. A new departmental store had just opened.



A little girl of about three years. Very mischievious. Pushes the stack of buckets and they tumble. Reason : She needs the biggest toy available in the store. She can’t find one, much to her disappointment.



Her mother, naturally embarrassed, puts forth a condition. “You have to write A to Z as well as 1 to 10. Only then you’ll get this gun ”,she said, pointing towards a two-feet long, sturdy, toy-gun. Her eyes gleam,then shimmer and then she rushes home immediately.



A quick glance at all the letters of the alphabet and then she sits down with a pencil. It was the first time she wrote all those twenty-six letters together. The girl’s father came home. She proudly displayed “the fruit of her labour”. No mistakes. Smiles followed.



The next morning she finds the gun on her bed. Squeals with delight. Bliss.



Today that little girl is in search of another gun.


Comments

Rià said…
now that was a scary ending....has she turned into a terrorist!?
Anwesa said…
@Ria,
OMG no!!!!!!!!!!!!

She needs another "gun"--another such motivation for attaining bliss.

the use of the word "gun" is merely figurative.
Tulika said…
Beautiful...

Eloquent style indeed. Implicitly put up. Loved it. :)

All the best Little girl.
Long Way To Go.
Priya Joyce said…
tat was a great way to say that..
Hemanth Potluri said…
:)...the post tells how ur writing skills are awesome...very nice sis :)..

urs..hemu..
Thousif Raza said…
oji which gun.... water gun.. ya phir bubble gun???? ;)


batao ok... i am waiting......



take care and keep writing...........
Nikhil Menon said…
BABY HITLER??? :O :P

Love,
Nikhil
www.nikhilmenon.blogspot.com
lol....

another gun...

so what she have to write now :D ??
Cinderella said…
I am laughing at Ria's comment! LOL.
What interpretation!

For a moment there I was like OMG is it that?!

Good one girl.
Sorcerer said…
hmm... nice one..
that was!!
That was sweet :) really nice.

And yes, needed to thank you a lot for the wishes before the exams, hadn't seen them, so the late thanks :) Hope you did not mind that :)
Neethu said…
i know!these days kids start it early-being bribed
Anwesa said…
@tuli,
thanks dear!!!!
Anwesa said…
@preetilata,
:) thanks!!!!!!!!!
Anwesa said…
@lil' priya,
thanks!!!
Anwesa said…
@thousif,
toy gun :P :P
Anwesa said…
@MM,
no,its not her :P
Anwesa said…
@daydreamer,
:) her destiny! :)
Anwesa said…
@cindrella,
:) ria's comment scared me too :P

thanks for coming here :)
Anwesa said…
@sorcerer,
:) thanks!!!
Anwesa said…
@jogi,
:) thanks for coming here!!

i dint mond ur late thanks at all :)
Anwesa said…
@neethu,
but its a story of december '92 :P

its not bribe,its motivation :P
Abhishek Behera said…
oh i could so feel connected to her...
Anwesa said…
@simu,
you know her..well enough :)

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