THE RIDDING ROAD- Meenakshi Manoj( I DC Economics 2019-20122 Batch)

She smiled so wide that her cheeks started  to hurt. Raindrops rolled over her raincoat.Bike was fast , she felt cold and shivered.Her mouth started to mutter but her father put one of his finger between her teeth ,while one on the bike so that she doesnt bite her tongue.She said to him" papaa there comes over riding road..go deep and get that hole".They rode into the holes  on the road splashing the water as a wonderla ride.This was the only reason fors he would get up early in the cold rain for the school.Her father was her hero.She loved him very much.She always insisted to go with him.she loved  her riding road with holes. She used to make funny noises" peeeewwww" Others used to adore her cute little voices.
                  Sitting in the varanda and waited for her hero to come.They had decided to go on a ride.Cutting throgh the breezing wind,seeing the green fields along her way and talking endlessly about her day,she was all driven in her world.It was late ,the birds got on their nest chirping, sky was red and the sun was hiding behind the trees and  she stared at the still gate.  Suddenly a bell rings  her mother  attends it and starts to cry  loud ,people coming to their home and looking at her pathetically.She scrummbled her face in annoyment.Suddenly she saw some people carrying somthing covered in white cloth.She got all exited"carry me pls"she yelled.Her mother hold her aside and wept with sorrowful tears.When the cloth was taken she was shook.Her father was layed . His eyes were closed,face was pale.She went by and asked "papaa get up i dont like this, why didn't you came on time i wont talk to, you get up" her mom held her back and cried loud"no dear dont say that he loves you...but he left us".She was shook."your father went to the ride alone he shouldn't have...".His head had a huge stich and his bike was no where to be seen.
                  She knew now.Her hero was no more.She sat all alone in the corner of the house closed her eyes.She heard a voice"hey champ! How's my girl.My champ never cries she is strong. Remember what papa used to say life is always an irony child.You never have you want,but you should never stop searching for it.I am always in you, so dont worry about that.You are my princes.You will always find your way .I am in you!"
                                              ◆Meenakshi Manoj