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One day after Hanshita was back to home from her school; her mother
opened her bag to check her school diary as she always used to do. In the
diary she found a note from the principal-

Dear Mrs Sharma,
Today I got information from Hanshita’s class teacher and thought of
sharing it with you. While giving her attendance for the class today,
Hanshita stood up and tried to speak. Though her sounds made no literary
sense but we see it as a great achievement on her part, to try and talk. Mrs
Sharma, we all are hoping that our little angel would start to talk very soon.
Regards,
Daniel Fernandez.

Mrs Sharma was speechless, tears started to roll down her cheeks. Hanshita
saw her mother cry for the first time and she stood at a corner quietly. Mrs
Sharma ran to her daughter and gave her a tight hug. Her joy knew no
bounds. She thanked God for giving her ‘that’ day. Mr Sharma bought a
big cake and dolls, to celebrate her daughter’s birthday; for Hanshita was
reborn that day. This was my friends, just the beginning.

The next year in “Parents-Teacher Meeting”, her class teacher complained
that she was the most talkative girl of the class. She also complained that
from one end of the class, she used to shout and converse with the pupil
at the other end. For her parents it was not a complaint but a compliment.
Twenty years later, she has a master’s degree in engineering on her name;
she works in a reputed multinational company and she is a hot favourite in
her company for taking seminars on cyber security. The girl, who did not
talk for years, now could not stop talking. Hanshita always tells me, “I was
storing energy for all those years and now is the time to use it.”

Just like movies, maybe there exists a happy ending in our lives too.