My Pen-$ister

The beginning

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             Girish's P. O. V.

"Hey uncle , I heard of a book fair at Bhubaneswar!!" I  exclaimed. I was curious to know about it. "I read regarding it in the newspaper." I added. I knew the importance of books. And especially  the goosebumps fascinated me. " Yes son, you're correct. Why don't you pay a visit to it? I'm sure you will be amused.".

Yup, this was the chance I was looking for. By that period of time I had completed swallowing the fifteenth morsel of  dal. Mom was gazing at me at that time unable to solve the answer of the question that her soul was asking to her that when had her son understood the value of the books.

"Khan I vist d far mom, fish?" I asked, trying to gulp the  sixteenth morsel of dal . I actually intended to seek her permission if I could visit the fair. Upon clarifying her doubt , I was overjoyed when she pronounced-" Yes, you may."

My happiness knew no bounds and only within my mind ,I was flying like a mad bee. While making my way upstairs , my gaze met the flying group of Siberian birds through the panels of the window migrating to some distant places and I didn't hesitate to compare 'em with my future travelling. Both our situations were much alike except they were moving now and I was to be going that after a few hours.

 I tip-toed into my room to stick to the computer for playing IGI but not before searching something 'bout the BBSR fair. I came to know that this was the biggest fair ever conducted in the history of BBSR which contained books of each and every kind and booksellers from all corners of the world.
"That would be interesting and full of enjoyment!!" I whispered to myself. I also visualized the images of the fair and even knew that the coaching companies were organizing special competitions and awarding the successful persons or children.
       "It's going to be fun." I murmured to myself grinning playfully.

I drank nearly  half a bottle of water and then clicked the mouse button on the icon of IGI on the desktop.