The lost child
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- Come child, come
- toys! toys !!!all kinds of toys!!!
- wow!!,I want a toy please...
- come child come i will show you something
- come child, come,Lets go
- It was the festival of spring. One little boy ran between his father’s legs, brimming over with life and laughter
- can i get a burfi ,please
- Gulab-jamun, Rasgulla, burfi ,jalebi,”
- I want to go on the roundabout, please,Father, Mother.
- As he came to where they had stopped to wait for him, he could not suppress the desire of his heart, even though he well knew the old, cold stare of refusal in their eyes.
- !!Mother, Father,!!!
- I want my mother, I want my father!
- They entered a flowering mustard-field, filled with dragonflies and butterflies. The child followed them in the air. He would try to catch it. But it would go fluttering. when he had almost caught it in his hands , his mother called..on the way back to the fair he saw many other insects and got fascinated.
- How did you get here, child? Whose baby are you?”
- Then they gathered him up and took the narrow, winding footpath which led to the fair through the mustard fields. Then he saw a sweet maker and a man holding colorful balloons.
- Without waiting for an answer, he moved on. There was a roundabout in full swing. The child watched them intently and then he made a bold request: “there was no reply. He turned to look at his parents. They were not there,
- He ran here and there but couldn't find his parents. The poor child struggled to thrust a way between their feet.A man in the surging crowd heard his cry and, stooping with great difficulty, he took the boy to a quite place
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