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Nov 2024
I was on round in school
to check the activities of the  annual function to run smoothly

On the way I found a boy of class three
Who dropped himself on the ground
Took three, four rolls

I surprised and asked loudly
"Hey what are you doing?

See you have spoiled all your uniform
Your face too is painted with dusty earth
I am unable to recognize you"

He stood straight and answered innocently

"Mam I am practicing the roll of terrorist in play
I am protecting myself from Indian Army "

I hold the hand and sent him to clean his face

I was amused by the sincerity of the child by which he played his roll.
Written by
Vanita vats
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   Aniruddha
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