It was the festival of spring from the wintry shades of narrow lanes and alleys emerged a gaily clad humanity . some work some road on horse other sat being carried in bamboo and Bullock carts one little boy run between his father's legs brimming over with life and laughter . Kam chai kam college parents and his leg behind fantastic by the toys in the shop that lying the way he hurt 2 words his parents faith of a radiant to their call his eyes still lying on the recording toys as he come to where they had stop to wait for him he could not suppress the desire of his heart even through the well new the old star of refusal in their eyes.
I want that toy he pleaded.
His father look at him red eyes in his family pranksway his mother melted by the free spirit of the day was danger and giving him her fingers to wholesale look child what is before you it was a flowering mustard fail like making goal as it across miles and miles of event the group of dragon files where bursting about on their purple wings intersecting the flight of alone black b or butterfly in search of sweetness from the flower the child followed them in the air with his gauze till one of them you could still its wing and rectangle he could try to catch it but it could go fluting flapping to the air when he had almost catch it teenage hands then his mother give a cautionary call come child come on to the footpath .
He run towards his parents Delhi and walk upgrast of them for a will being however so left behind attract by the little insect and worms along the footpath that we are taming out from their hiding place to enjoy the Sun shining parents call from the shade of grow where they had seated himself on the edge of young flower up on the child as enter the grow and forgetting his parents he begin to get her the raining petals in his hand but lohi hair the queen of dogs and runs towards his parents shouting the dove the dove the running status dropped from his forgotten hankam child come they call to the child who hangover running in white papers around The Banyan tree and getting him up day to the narrow winding footpath which led to the fair through the mustard fields.
As they near the village the child quotes see many other fourth parts full of prawns converting to the whirlpool of the fair and fair at once repelled and fantastic by the confusion of the world he was entering a sweet meat seller have a gulab jamun rasgulla Barfi Jalebi at the corner of the inference and the crowd press ground is counter at the food of an architecture of many colour sweets decorates with leaves of silver and gold the child start open and his mouth water for the Barfi that was his favourite sweet I want that burfi his slowly mummed but he half new has he bagged that is play could not be hanged because he is parents could say he was ready so without waiting for an answer he moveed on a flower seller how gulmohar a garland gulmohar Desai went toward the basket where the flowers lay happened and half month I want that girl buty value his parents could refuse to buy him those flower because they could say that they were cheap so without waiting for an answer he move on a man to do holding up all with yellow red Green and purple balloons flying from here the child was simply carried away by the rainbow glory of there is plane colour and he was filled with an over well bling all but you will you please parents could never by him The balloons because they could say he was too old to play with such on father is your playing up to snake which invisible years like the gentle replaying of an invisible waterfall the child went to earth knowing his parents at forbidden him to hear such cause music as the snake charmer play deep proceed father there was a round about in full swing Man woman and child carrot away in a violin motions free act and carried is busy lother the child watch them intentionally and then he made a bowl request I want to go on the round about please father mother.
There was no reply he time to look at his parents day we are no to their ahead of him he turn to talk at her sides they were not there he look behind they are was no sign of the mafool deep cry Rose within his dry throat and with the suddenture of his body he run from where he is too crying in real fair mother father tears roll down from his eyes hot their friends his first face was confused with fair panic and he run to one side first then to the other heater theater in all direction knowing not wear to go mother father be wailed his yellow turban come and tired and hits clothes become Adi having rank to and Pro in a range of running for a will he is too defeated his cries press into shops at little distance on the green grassy could see through his play me iceman and women talking he try to look intensity among the patches of bright yellow claws bus there was no sign of his father and mother among those people who seed to laugh and talks just for the sake of laughing and talking hi and quickly again this time to us trying to which people seem to be crowding your space to the temple however the crowd become very thick man jostled each other heavy man with flashing murderous eyes and hefty shoulders. The poor child struggle to trust away between their feet but not to and throw by their virtual movements he might have been trampled and their food had he not straight at the highest page of his voice father mother a man in the serving crowd here is crying stopping with great difficulty lived him up in his arms how did you get there child whose baby are you the man asked as he strict clear of the mass the child weap more bracelet than ever now and lonely cried I want my mother I want my father the man tried to sweat him by talking him to the round about will you have a ride on the ask as the aperchiated the ring to a thousand trails of and he only shouted I want my mother I want my father the man had your towards the place where the snake charmer steel plate on the flute to the swing cobra listen to that nice music child replaced but the child shirt is years with his finger and shouted his double page it's train I want my mother I want my father them and cook him near The balloons thinking the bright colours of the balloon could distract the child attention and question him could like a rainbow colour balloon he purse was really of the child from the flying balloons and solve it I want my mother I want my father the man still trying to take the child happy Bor him to the gate where the flowers at look and your smile those nice flower child could you like garland your neck from the basket and retired his I want my mother I want my father thinking to discount his face from the sweet shop and you only short I want my mother I want my father!!"