GREAT GRAND GESTURE-III

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Hello everyone, I am back with a long and one of the very exciting parts of my tale. 

At the stage, still glued to her father's neck, little Haseena eyed her mother who was looking at her with suspicions, she then looked at her father not able to accept it. Her father told her, "Haseena beta!! Always remember we should always take responsibility for our actions and face its consequences bravely. Understand!!!" little Haseena nodded and said, "Abu!! Ammi!! I am sorry, you both had worked hard to collect that money for my favorite geometry box but I gave it away to a lady whose child was crying out of hunger." Abu looked at Ammi and they both smiled. Her mother sat down on the sofa and called her, "Haseena come on come to me!!!" Haseena looked at her father who assured her to go. She gets off his lap and moved towards her Ammi who took her both hands and kissed them first then her forehead, "My Baccha!! You don't have to be sorry, you did a great job." "Really??" she asked beaming with joy. Her mother nodded and gestured towards her Abu who smiled and said, "Your Ammi is right Haseena, we must help people in need with whatever resources we had. You sacrificed your own wish for helping someone in need. I am proud of you my supergirl." he said stood up from his seat and forwarded her arms towards her. Little Haseena ran towards her Abu smiling and laughing and at once jumped in his hold who took her and swirl her around twice and then took her in his arms while the hall echoed with little waves of laughter. A piece of soft music started playing with her echoing laughter. Abu took Haseena towards the sofa and her Ammi also moved towards them both. They were tickling Haseena in their lap, giggling and playing with her while the song was playing in the background

Itti si hansi

Itti si khushi

Itta sa tukda chand ka

Khwabon ke tinko se

Chal banayein ashiyaan

Itti si hansi

Itti si khushi

Itta sa tukda chand ka

Khwabon ke tinko se

Chal banayein ashiyaan

(itti si khushi song from aashiyaan)

The music faded and curtains closed on Haseena's echoing laughter. Everyone backstage who had seen this was mesmerized seeing her bond with her parents and her soft, sensitive heart. Anubhav who was in his room seeing this, said to himself, "Haseena ji even now your heart is as beautiful and innocent as it was then. It seems I am falling in love with you all over again seeing your journey." Otherside, curtains were closed long ago but Haseena was still in memories of her and her Abu. Pushpa ji placed her hand on her shoulder who smiled and hugged her tightly feeling overwhelmed.

Curtains opened once again, stage setting was the same just that little Haseena was watching cartoons facing towards the white screen with a remote in her hand laughing and giggling upon cat chasing a mouse. "Haseena!! I am washing clothes, I want you to do the dusting." Her mother called her. "Okay Ammi!!!" she said and pressed the remote button gesturing towards the screen."

Giving cue backstage to switch off T.V. but Santosh was busy somewhere else so she forgets to stop the video. The poor girl was pressing it more and more looking at Santosh backstage trying to give her cue but Santosh could not get it. Karishma whispered in Bluetooth in her ears, "Santu!! Switch off the T.V....what are you doing you will make her confused." She gritted through her teeth. Santu bit her tongue, "sorry madam!!Sorry!!" and at once switch it off.

On the stage, Little Haseena takes a duster already placed for her there, and started wiping off the table, "How boring it is???" she said to herself, "idea!!!" she said with a sudden sparkle in her eyes. She stood up, with the duster in hand, and taking the support of the sofa back she lifted her body up in the air and rotates her body forwards at an angle of 360 degrees around a horizontal axis with her feet passing over her head. A sight that shocks all the spectators who were seeing her. Little Haseena was jumping, climbing over the furniture, and somersaulting, again and again, to reach at different corners of the stage while dusting them.

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