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She!

Episode 2

Three years had passed away from the gracious birth of a baby girl in the house. She had showered happiness in every one's life.

As she doesn't know what life holds for her and what would be the challenges that awaits to go through by her. She lived happily with what she had in life-like all the children.

Everywhere every time she mumbled around her mom for her to give one rupee, as she gets that one rupee, she rushed to the store and eat ilanthapalam. That is what her paradise.

As she reached the age of schooling, Dada got her a seat to take care of in the Government Child Care School. She was thrilled to go to school the other day and was playing near the pond. As she had gone here and there, jumping all around, she slide down and got hit in the stone.

She came back to her Dada with a big smile and the blood rushes out from the head. Not even a single drop of tear came out from her eyes rather she smiled.

Mamma and papa’s hearts were broken when she was not even feels the bad had happened to her. They moan for her innocent nature and felt pity on her loving and adorable presence that hadn't know about bad things that the future holds and they thought it will be difficult for her to cope with burdens and bitter things.

They then take care of her very much because she was always the one who gets hurt in whatever she does and she had taken up it as in the positive way too.

Years passed she was in grade VI then. It's a part of childhood that eventually heats up to get engage with socially relatable atmosphere and she obviously explored new things and there was a better experience through a bitter situation had already awaited for her..

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