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Limerence (Poem-19)

The Exhibition






Meena was an ordinary girl, with some extraordinary devotion towards science, mainly robotics. In the middle of an aimless day, Meena saw something that made her jump with excitement. There was a notice which said: "SCIENCE EXHIBITION". She could not believe her eyes! She continued to read the notice, and the word 'robotics' caught her eye.

The exhibition was scheduled for a month later. Meena worked really hard. Her parents helped her a bit, but they didn't even know what she was making. She worked every night, almost every minute. One night, her parents decided to find out what she was making. They pretended to sleep, as that was when Meena started working. So they tiptoed along the corridor, not making a sound. They peeped into her room. But alas! She had just made a metal leg. And how angry her father was! He scolded her for wasting his time and money just on making a piece of metal. Meena just stared at him, her eyes swelling with tears. She pushed them out of her room and slammed the door shut on their faces, leaving them totally astounded.

The day had arrived. Meena's father did not even look at her. They reached the school. Meena's father shook his head and muttered, "She can't win this". He looked at Meena's project wrapped in red cloth.
The exhibition began. First came Rohit. His project was quite small. It was a drone. Next came Rahul. He had made a mini crane. Then came Aarushi. She had made a stylish watch with a camera. Many others displayed their little inventions. Meena's father felt nervous, after all Meena had only made a metal leg!

At last, it was Meena's turn. She dragged her project. Meena's father noticed that the cloth had concealed something bigger than just a leg. Meena balanced her project. She pulled the cloth. Meena's father gasped. It was a ROBOT! The judges were also surprised. There was no doubt, who would win the prize. Meena proudly held the trophy above her head.

Later, when they reached home, Meena made her robot sit in her chair. She looked up for the Science Exhibition 2018 on her laptop.
Her Robot was famous! Almost all websites had posted her Robot. Her father came into her room. She asked, "Was it just a leg?" " No. It was much more than that!", her father said. They both laughed.

Comments

  1. Hey Armaan !!! I loved reading your story !!! I wish to know more about meena’s Robot !!! All the best !!

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    1. Thank you Moya Maushi!!
      Read my other stories too!!

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  2. '..much more than that'.... like an icon for the big picture, that is life.
    compliments

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  3. Hi Armaan i too waited to know what was behind the red cloth.....enjoyed reading it.

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  4. Hey Armaan
    Very well penned. Keep it up

    Amul K

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    1. Thanks Amul Kaka!!! Read my other stories too!!!

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    1. Thanks for your critical feedback! I'll definitely try to keep things interesting henceforth :)

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