My cute little one is immensely talented. But she was inured to get uptight over trivial matters. Yet, at the end, she would come out with flying colours.
The day was important to her.
She had to give an ordeal.
She must be there in time.
Time was chiming away.
She was not getting set.
She was not listening yet.
Tears rolled down her cheeks.
Inner pain perverted her visage.
She simply dithered.
My hopes disfigured.
Then the mobile gave a clangor.
Her friend was at the other end.
They all were waiting for her.
Her partaking was obligatory.
Suddenly she woke up.
She got ready in a flash.
I dropped her in a blaze.
I saw her off ingoing.
In the evening she called.
Her voice was clear.
Later she came back.
Tears, by then had evaporated.
And I had yet another sigh of relief.
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