I was excited about my first stage
\nperformance. I looked pretty in the
\npink dress. My mother got me matching<\/p>\n
pink, heart-shaped ear rings. I touched
\nthem often, feeling their softness,
\nand unable to contain my excitement<\/p>\n
I was a princess in the play, and I felt
\nlike one that day. With butterflies in
\nmy stomach, I stepped onto the stage<\/p>\n
I stammered a bit, and then said my lines
\nwith flourish. I heard the claps and then
\nthe praise backstage on how well I did my part<\/p>\n
My head was in the clouds and I came hopping
\nand skipping to meet my mother. The bubble
\nlasted till I came home and took out the dress<\/p>\n
My mother came to remove my ear rings and what
\ndid she see! There was only one ear ring and the
\nother ear was empty. I frantically searched <\/p>\n
everywhere the next day, and shed many a tears.
\nBut the ear ring remained lost. One is carefully
\nstuck in my scrap book, the other one gone forever<\/p>\n
(c) Vijaya Gowrisankar<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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