A Short Story - Part Sixteen

The doors of the common hall were closed.. he gave a gentle push.. what he saw was the most cherishing moment of his life.. the hall was decorated with color papers.. posters.. balloons...the kids had gathered in the hall some holding roses and some had balloons.. 


but the kids in the first row were holding candles.. upon close observation Raghu realised the candles were in the shape of alphabets reading "Happy birthday".. then every one in chorus greeted Raghu, a happy birthday.. Raghu was delighted.. Then there stood two kids opening a chart big enough reading "We may be God's children, but you are our God"


Raghu started to have tears in his eyes.. then there came Charanya, a three year girl, to him handing him a greeting card and a letter.. she said to him "Raghu anna, happy birthday.." he dropped the cover in his hand having chocolates and cakes, lifted her into his hands.. kissed her on her head and said "Thanks da, kutty.."


Then Raghu opened the card, it read

Wish you a very happy birthday,
Yours loving, 

Akhy.