One my first day in the school, I was feeling very morose
as it is. And it began
raining very heavily in the evening. I feared that my
father will not come any
more to pick me up. I got scared and began crying.
There was this kid with a
round face and big black eyes. He stared hard at me
and made me more
nervous. Then he took out a steel box which was rounder than
his face. He
opened the lid and I saw in it one small bread, with another tiny
box which had
ladyfinger curry. I thought that he was going to feed me. He
stared at me with a
smirk, then made a morsel of bread, and curry, brought it
near my mug and
then gobbled it. PUNK.
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