Short Story Children – When he meets her
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It was a regular day, birds chirping in a perfect sound, sun ray trying to reach the ground making their way through the city pollution and school children moving to yellow monster also called “School Bus” unwillingly. On the left of bus was a grave yard with a big rusty gate with unknown weeds holding it. Names of hundreds of gods was engraved on it to free the humans soul from their sin.
The clock on the wall of cheap shop showed the time it was 7 o’clock, the engine of bus made a roaring sound as it started to heading towards the school, suddenly a sound of a girl emerge from the back of the bus, a girl with short hair and bright face was running towards the bus. Seeing the gaining speed she shouted “someone please stop the bus…”
She was running with the bus requesting the kids to ask the driver to stop the bus. The so called cool boys paid no attention towards her request and instead make jokes on her and asking her to run fast. Listening to the noise the sweet little boy turned his face towards backwards and catch a little glimpse of the girl he shouted to the driver “please stop the bus someone’s left behind”.
The driver applied the brakes, seeing that the speed of the bus is slowing the girl once again ran fast. She stepped inside the bus and tried to find seat for her the sweet little boy asked her in his sweet voice “Would you like to join me on my seat?”
The girl smiled and sat beside him. She tried to break the silence between them by introducing her “hi! My name is meera, you can also call me mj. And you are …” .
The boy replied in a shy voice “me! My name is kabir.”
Meera then asked “So, kabir you are in which class?” .
kabir replied “fifth!and you?”
She replied fast “same! Fifth class.”
Finding no other topic to talk on the two passed a smile on each other. Meera then turned her face towards the window and looked on the tall buildings sideways of the road while kabir still looking at her. A strange feeling was developing inside him. He continued to look at her face as a small child looks at the moon for the first time, while meera was still looking outside. The bus continued towards the school with the beginning of new story in a small heart……
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