Short story# 1 little girl in the circus

The circus was all set up for the first show in the evening at 6.30 p.m . only a handful of spectators turned out to watch the show. With a loud music on, whole ambience came alive in a jiffy.

    Much to the surprise(call it a shock), first on stage is a little girl of nearly age 5. In a Red striped frock, she looked like a little angel. Tapping one leg after another she danced to perfection, at least to my eyes. But that’s not the only thing to admire about this little angel. 

      Her innocent smile sparkled along with the lights decorated all over. No one in the audience can know the dreams of the little girl that she holds safe in her heart. Her performance got over just the way it started, spreading smiles among the audience.

      It was interval time. She came near me carrying the packets of chips to sell for. I looked at her closely. Her soft brown eyes and chubby cheeks never gave an impression that she’s an outsider. 

” Do you go to school?”, I asked pulling her closely to me.

“Yes I do “, she nodded.

    At that moment, nothing more than that my ears yearned for.  She smiled again. With her Million dollar smile for one last time, she didn’t light up the atmosphere this time but an enduring hope in my heart. 

We exchanged smiles and goodbyes.

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74 thoughts on “Short story# 1 little girl in the circus

  1. beautiful piece..!! Loved how smoothly it flowed..!!
    I Wud love some feedback from u on my post aswell..as I am new to this blogging world.

    Hope u will be able to take some time out to read my post..
    Thanx in advance..
    Keep shining..:)

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  2. And that was the smile worth everything! Sometimes a few things, so very simple, gives us such satisfaction that we feel so filled with out heart. Such was feeling while reading this post.
    It was so beautifully written and the thought was so simple, yet so kind.

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      1. Hello moon, How are you? You didn’t reply to my comments and mails. Little worried about you. Are you okay? And your latest post makes me think more.

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