Dad shouted, “ Sneha’s amma ! Come soon. Your 3 months of non-stop hard work is paid off finally. Your continuous stress for watering.. trimming… compost.. gammaxene..and what not..?! The plant blossomed with its first rose”
The mother came running, plucked the flower and disappeared.
A smiling voice resonated, “ Sneha’s appa. Come here and see… Our Sneha looks like a little Princess with this Red rose on her hairs. ” She continued back to her kitchen work.
The Dad saw. And removed the rose from the golden hairs of the doll and kept near Sneha’s photo.
– Dr. Rajkumar Patra