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MessagePosté le: Jeu 9 Aoû - 11:23 (2007)    Sujet du message: Vos annonces ! Répondre en citant

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MessagePosté le: Mer 18 Mar - 05:59 (2009)    Sujet du message: Vos annonces ! Répondre en citant

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MessagePosté le: Lun 27 Avr - 05:39 (2009)    Sujet du message: Vos annonces ! Répondre en citant

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MessagePosté le: Mar 7 Juil - 08:11 (2009)    Sujet du message: Vos annonces ! Répondre en citant

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MessagePosté le: Sam 5 Sep - 10:07 (2009)    Sujet du message: Vos annonces ! Répondre en citant

My wife called, 'How long will you be with that newspaper? Will you come here and make your darling daughter eat her food?

I tossed the paper away and rushed to the scene. My only daughter, Sindu, looked frightened; tears were welling up in her eyes. In front of her was a bowl filled to its brim with curd rice. Sindu is a nice child, quite intelligent for her age.
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I cleared my throat and picked up the bowl. 'Sindu, darling, why don't you take a few mouthful of this curd rice? Just for Dad's sake, dear'.

Sindu softened a bit and wiped her tears with the back of her hands. 'Ok, Dad. I will eat - not just a few mouthfuls, but the whole lot of this. But, you should...' Sindu hesitated. 'Dad, if I eat this entire curd Rice, will you give me whatever I ask for?'

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'No, Dad. I do not want anything expensive'. Slowly and painfully, she finished eating the whole quantity. I was silently angry with my wife and my mother for forcing my child to eat something that she detested. After the ordeal was through, Sindu came to me with her eyes wide with expectation. All our attention was on her. 'Dad, I want to have my head shaved off, this Sunday!' was her demand.

'Atrocious!' shouted my wife, 'A girl child having her head shaved off? Impossible!'

'Never in our family!' My mother rasped. 'She has been watching too much of television. Our culture is getting totally spoiled with these TV programs!'

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It was time for me to call the shots. 'Our promise must be kept.'

'Are you out of your mind?' chorused my mother and wife.

'No. If we go back on our promises, she will never learn to honour her own. Sindu, your wish will be fulfilled.'

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I stood transfixed and then, I wept. 'My little Angel, you are teaching me how selfless real love is!'

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