A night before Radha was going to shift to orphanage...
Radha as usual went to park in the evening. She was sitting on the bench and was staring at flowers. She was in her deep thoughts.
"Do you want to play with me?", a chubby girl with silky hair asked her.
"Who are you?", asked Radha.
"I am Dhara. Can we play now."
That was quite extrovert personality the girl had. She not even cared to asked Radha her name. Her conversation was too friendly as if she knew Radha since long time.
"Don't you want to know my name?"
"That doesn't matter for me. I just want a friend to play with me. Will you?" She was a free soul. An innocent child.
"Myself Radha. And I won't play with you."
"Is there anything you are worried about? Your face looks sad. Are you unhappy?" Dhara sat near Radha. Her voice had warmth. That warmth of her hand melted the ice of emotion which was frozen in Radha's thoughts. She started crying.
"Why are you crying? Don't cry. It will make me cry too", little hands wept her tears .
"My aunt is sending me to orphanage. She said she will visit me from time to time but I know they are going to UK forever. She will never visit me. I will become orphan. I will have no one.", Radha was unable to hold her tears.
"We can be friends. Then you will not become orphan. You will have me. I will be there for you.",Dhara was trying to comfort her. She was not more than 13 but was able to make Radha feel better. She was so heartwarming and charismatic.
196Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡo9UuZoKBVU
"Will you not live me?", asked Radha with hope in eyes.
"I wil be there for you until you find someone else."....
ns 15.158.61.46da2
