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I was traveling on a train heading somewhere. An old man and his grandson boarded and sat facing me. The boy was chewing some candy and looked sad.
"Well. It is ok! Don't worry, I will buy another." The old man was rubbing his upper back to the console. I didn't interfere. Boy Started to whimper.
“Don't cry. see everyone is watching us” Grandpa tried to usher him. Now I thought that boy might have lost some toy or it fell somewhere so he is crying for it. The same thing continued for five more minutes. I decided to ask and if that kid wants something, I shall provide him. “Namaste! Is everything all right?” That old man tilted his head as "no" and kept quiet, but four years old boy uttered “We bought one book today for my Akka. And I left it on the last station's bench. How she will read now?” the little boy fidgeted. I liked his innocence. “what is that book about?' I inquired. “Some birds were there' boy imitated wing flight. 'she wanted a book for her(recalling)... haan prajat(project)' Grandpa’s answer. “In which class she is studying?” "Eredu" (two). Now I understood that in her school they had asked to collect pictures of birds with names. “ok. I got you.”
At one of the next stations, I saw a bookstall and did buy books containing birds and animals along with animal charts and handed them to the kid. He squealed with joy and embraced my legs. I squeezed his cheeks in return.
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