CHARACTER

Mom often insisted that how we leave our rooms and things for others to use say a lot about our character.

Years later, I left everything in my home to be used by my husband’s new wife.

Ah! my character…….. it was assassinated long back by my husband.

-The Chubby Little Girl.

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SMILE

The difficult journey became beautiful because she was his destination.Her angelic smile was what he desired the most.Beating all odds,when he did reach her, she smiled, but it wasn’t for him.

Perhaps he reached late.

-The Chubby Little Girl.

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HOPE

The single mom potted a plant everytime she was on the verge of losing hope to the unfair world. The plants kept growing beautifully and never let her lose hope.

She spotted a lone gerbera one day, spreading its orangish charm in the balcony full of potted greens. Was it a sign of victory?

Indeed it was,confirmed her daughter who successfully completed her first sortie that day.

-The Chubby Little Girl

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THE STRICT DISCIPLINARIAN

Feeling ashamed at herself, sobbing and dreading dad’s reaction,she called him from hostel to let him know that she flunked her University examinations.

“It’s OK”,said the strict disciplinarian.”If you think you can’t do it anymore then pack your bags and come back home. Pursue what you like. But if you think you can still pick yourself up, then get up,prepare again and give another try.I am with you”.

She was surprised to see this facet of dad’s personality.

A few months later,she cleared all her exams.

-The Chubby Little Girl.

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THE FORBIDDEN CITY

Every lane-bylane , nook and corner looked fascinating.He imagined her in every part of the city.May be she had a coffee here or a burger there or perhaps some time waited for a bus on the spot where he was standing.There was a spring in his steps as if he was going to meet her soon.

The forbidden city, the city , she once lived in and called it home welcomed him with all its heart.Alas!she never did.And he fell in love again, this time,with the city.

-The Chubby Little Girl

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BELIEFS

“Do I look good?”He asked her, getting ready for the party.

“Yes”.She said.

“Do I look handsome?”He asked.

“The most handsome one”.She replied, suddenly realising that the adolescent wasn’t a kid anymore.

He believed her and left for the party, smiling.

While she believed that there is only one pretty child in the world and every mother has it. She had too….him.

-The Chubby Little Girl.

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THE DUSTBIN

It was a secret chamber wherein,the dirty secrets were shoved off. Bhaiyya’s syringes,mom’s cigarette butts and Escitalopram tablet wrappers,dad’s photos with different aunties and used liquor bottles.The dustbin swallowed everything and he was very scared of it.
He had heard a rumour that the dustbin once swallowed his baby sister too.

-The Chubby Little Girl

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THE FORGOTTEN MASKARA

Amidst giggles and gossips,they pulled out their dresses from their suitcases and put them on. They helped eachother put on the make-up.
They forgot being crazy since last 20 years while taking care of husbands and children. This reunion of college friends was an occasion to relive the old times again. And as each one put the long forgotten maskara once again to enhance their eyelashes,it perked up their lives and friendships too.

-The Chubby Little Girl.

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