I always passed by that girl who sells flower by the corner near my house. But she did not catch my attention as I was always in a hurry and she was busy selling garlands. I first talked to her when I went to buy some flowers there. And after then we used to share heartily smiles, whenever I walk by her store. She would be about 10 years and looks pretty despite of her feeble appearance and not so good clothes. She comes to that shop every morning and stay stay there by 10AM ; then she leaves for home. I got a good chance for a good conversation with her. So I did not know her name, but I heard her father calling one day, "Munni, bring that marigold garland here."
That day she got my serious attention as I was standing at some yards.
Her name was Manisha, and she was the only child of her father so she used to come there to help her father.
On a fine Sunday, when she was sitting alone at her store, I went to her. "So do you study?" I initiated conversation.
"Hmm, I'm in class V." - She replied.
"And you help your father everyday here at store ?" I was surprised. "Yes, because I am the only child and had to help him because he can't handle the whole work by himself." She replied to me with her shining eyes.
"You know I'll take care of this store once I complete my studies and take it to a large level. Till then I help him daily." - She told.
After that warm soulful talks, we became friends regardless of our age difference. This friendship was unusual but heavenly.......
I still pass by her store sharing smiles and talk for hours on holidays.