{"id":118,"date":"2019-11-03T13:19:46","date_gmt":"2019-11-03T13:19:46","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/story.chandamama.in\/story\/?p=118"},"modified":"2020-02-27T17:58:11","modified_gmt":"2020-02-27T17:58:11","slug":"a-beautiful-girl","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.chandamama.in\/story\/2019\/11\/03\/a-beautiful-girl\/","title":{"rendered":"A Beautiful Girl"},"content":{"rendered":"Reading Time: <\/span> 3<\/span> minutes<\/span><\/span>\n

By – Ayushi Shukla<\/strong> – storykipotli (at) gmail (dot) com<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Once upon a time, there lived a beautiful girl named Tara. She had brown eyes, curly hair, red cheeks and rosy lips. She was adorable, charming, graceful, chirpy like a bird and affectionate. Tara lived with her mother in a small house in a small village. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

She loved wearing scarves. But it was\nstrange that she wore her scarf even in summers. Nobody knew the reason behind\nher scarf. Sometimes, children would make fun of her also, but she ignored\neveryone with a smile. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

There was something magical about Tara! From\na 6 year old child to a 60 year old person, Tara could cheer up anybody. Coming\nfrom a small family, she started working early. She was good at stitching\nclothes and so worked in a boutique.  Every\nday at 7 she would leave for Tarapur, a town 10kms from her village. On her\nway, she would give candies to small kids, help elderly people carry their\nheavy load, talk to birds, sing and dance all the way. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Tara worked hard the entire day. But as\nsoon as the clock hands reach 4, Tara would rush back home. This always\nbothered Raman, the owner of the boutique. He tried talking to Tara about it,\nbut she would change the topic. There is something suspicious about her. I need\nto find out, \u201cRaman thought to himself\u201d. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

One day, he thought of talking to her\nmother. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Raman approached Tara\u2019s home, while she was\naway. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Namaste, I\u2019m Raman, Tara\u2019s boss, said Raman. Oh, please come, sit. What will you have? Tara\u2019s mom asked. Thank you aunty. I am here to discuss about Tara. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Tara\u2019s mom\u2019s face turned pale. She\nunderstood what Raman wanted to know. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Everyday Tara leaves the boutique  by 4, which is way too early. I tried talking\nto her about the same, but she always changed the topic, said Raman. What is\nthe matter? <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Tara\u2019s mom was silent. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Promise me that on knowing the reason you\nwill not kick her out of the boutique, said Tara\u2019s mom. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Finally, Tara\u2019s mom revealed the untold-top\nsecret to Raman. Tara suffers from disomediamebho, a disease where her ears\ngrow bigger and bigger as the sun sets. In the morning they become normal, but\nstill are different from ours. This is the reason why she wears a scarf and\nleaves early. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

While Tara\u2019s mom was unfolding the secret, Tara\ndropped in. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Do you also want to see her ears? her mom\nsaid. Tara removed her scarf and Raman was dumstruck. He couldn\u2019t believe his\neyes. Tara had big big dew drop shaped ears. During day time, those ears would\nbecome small but still look funny. And post 4 o\u2019 clock, those ears would become\nvery big. She was petrified, terrified to face the world with those funny ears.\nAnd so always kept them covered. Now that her secret was out, she thought Raman\nwould kick her out of the job. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

But you know what, Raman also had something\nsuspicious. He always wore his headphones. Tara had never seen him without his\nheadphones. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

After hearing Tara\u2019s story, Raman too\nremoved his headphones. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Tara screamed. What? You too! Raman also\nhad big ears. He was afraid that people would run away on seeing him. So had his\nheadphones always on. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Now that both had those big, big ears, they\ndecided to embrace what they had and accept it. From next day, they were not\nfrightened to show it off. For few days, people made fun, but then they got\nused to it.  <\/p>\n\n\n\n

MORAL: Accept your differences and carry them with confidence. <\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

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