In an Instant
Sharmila looked at her reflection in the window pane as the school bus made its way home.
She was happy today, and the smile had been on her face since the first class of the day.
She couldn’t wait to tell her mother the good news.
“Mummy, I got full marks in English, and the teacher absolutely loved my poem!” she shouted, running in through the open front door.
Her mother delightedly looked at the marks card, but Sharmila didn’t know why her mother’s face suddenly fell.
“But third rank overall, Sharu, oh I’ll never hear the end of this from Ragini aunty,” her mother sighed.
And in an instant, a poem was lost.
(© Vinay Leo R. @ I Rhyme Without Reason,
10th April, 2018)