The day when I could not get the sun

One day when walking down a stingy, narrow lane I thought about a game. I wondered whether I could play it in real or was I just fancy fooling. I looked up at the sky and saw the sun shining bright. On seeing the sun smiling all happy and yellow I really wanted to tell him hello. I did that and then I wanted to eat the big ball of fire hoping to make it somehow fall. I wished I could poke it with a super long stick. And engage in confusing and hearty talk with it probably in Hinglish having a crazy and lazy mix of words, fun and lingo. I wanted to eat that beautiful ball in just a big, single go not caring whether it was red, orange or yellow anymore. Somehow I managed to tear it out from the veil of the blue sky and got it in my hands walking to find a suitable place to start my eat treat. Some boys nearby were dancing on a musical beat. Finally I found a place near a river, yellow flowers, moss and some trash. But suddenly the sun slipped from my hand and went into the river alas. This made me upset totally and I cried for long. But then I tried to get back to normalcy and strolled down the lane singing a sad song. On reaching my home garden I took to a corner wondering what just happened and why but this time I did not sulk and cry. And smiling with hope again I looked to find something up in the skies.

Published by ambikajha

I am Ambika Jha.I like to write on different topics.I feel life is too short for anything.So let us work our best in the given time and let life's music be in rhythm and rhyme.So be your best and never stop to learn and write.

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