The Clapping Angel

That was a very beautiful doll. The clapping angel is what people used to call it. This one was the most fancied doll by all kids after the world famous Barbie series. Anu was no exception to this. Little Anu will step into 2nd standard after this summer vacation. Her daddy kept his promise that he will take her to the trade fair before her school reopens. Anu was the happiest kid on earth when she was going around the fair with her tiny fingers holding her daddy strongly. Her little eyes weren’t enough for her to capture the extravaganza of the fair. She was so pleased with her father for having brought her to the fair. So much pleased that every now and then she kept kissing his forehand. Her joy knew no bounds. She was flying with pride.

Everything was fine until she crossed the doll shop. Two beautiful clapping angels were on display on the top rack of the store. Anu has come across this doll many times before in various other places. Never has she asked her father to get her this one. She knew her father can’t afford its price. But today the dolls dressed up in pink pulled her so much that she resisted to move from that shop. Her dad could understand her desire. But he knew better that he has hardly Rs25 in his pocket which is just enough for an ice cream and to take back Anu in auto. He had promised these too as part of the fair visit. Anu had tears filled in her eyes. She was continuously watching the dolls. Tears started to flow down when a boy bought one of the two dolls. She never opened her mouth and asked her father to buy her the doll. She knew it was not possible. Still her little heart craved for it.

Not able to stop her tears and the yearning for the doll, she spoke out in a very feeble voice. ‘Daddy I want to have that doll’. Pained by her daughter’s patience and his inability to get what she wanted, Anu’s father was spontaneous to reply, ‘Baby let’s go to the ice cream shop’. Anu never replied back. She just moved out of the store. She went straight towards the entrance. They left the fair without having ice cream. Anu’s dad was keen to take her back home by Auto. They reached home. Anu couldn’t stop her tears. She went to the bed, hugged her pillow tightly and cried aloud. At one point she got tired of crying and slept off. Poor Daddy couldn’t sleep that night. He convinced himself that kids will forget things soon and went to sleep.

Will Little Anu forget the Clapping angel? She might have stopped crying but will her little heart ever come over the desire?

Is there anyway to cheer up the little kid?
Please let me know.