{"id":1880,"date":"2013-02-15T04:38:26","date_gmt":"2013-02-15T04:38:26","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/?p=1880"},"modified":"2017-10-28T05:03:38","modified_gmt":"2017-10-28T05:03:38","slug":"smiles-by-m-h-d-s-dharshanapriya","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/smiles-by-m-h-d-s-dharshanapriya\/","title":{"rendered":"Smiles by M.H.D.S. Dharshanapriya"},"content":{"rendered":"<h1 style=\"text-align: center;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/02\/stand.jpg\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter wp-image-1881\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/02\/stand.jpg?resize=440%2C264\" alt=\"stand\" width=\"440\" height=\"264\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/02\/stand.jpg?w=1221&amp;ssl=1 1221w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/02\/stand.jpg?resize=300%2C180&amp;ssl=1 300w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/02\/stand.jpg?resize=1024%2C614&amp;ssl=1 1024w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 440px) 100vw, 440px\" \/><\/a><\/h1>\n<h2 style=\"text-align: center;\">Smiles<\/h2>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">by M.H.D.S. Dharshanapriya<\/p>\n<p>\u2018Sir, these are fresh vegetables, plucked in the morning\u2019<\/p>\n<p>I was surprised to see the chirpy, buxom female instead of timid, pensive Siripala, who carries an air of soberness about him.<\/p>\n<p>I searched for him. But I could not find him.<\/p>\n<p>\u2018Siripala, what are you doing?\u2019 Hearing her forceful voice, even I got startled.<\/p>\n<p>Siripala crept from his hiding place. Or I thought so.<\/p>\n<p>\u2018Sir\u2019 he said recognizing e. His meek nod made me comfortable.<\/p>\n<p>As I came to know later, the woman was Siripala\u2019s sister. She went on to relate various stories behind each and every vegetable and without knowing that I had been a very regular customer for the past five years or so, made every wily attempt to cajole me into buying everything there were on the stall.<\/p>\n<p>\u2018Siripala, go fetch some new bags for the gentleman\u2019<\/p>\n<p>As Siripala was prepared to go in search of bags, I declined the offer, and put the purchases into available bags and loaded the bags to the boot, my self.<\/p>\n<p>\u2018Thank you, Sir, come again\u2019 said Siripala\u2019s sister smiling widely. At that minute I thought a small cabbage would accommodate her mouth without much difficulty.<\/p>\n<p>I got into the car. And before shutting the car window, I waved at Siripala. In return, Siripala smiled and waved at me with that honest, heartwarming smile which I could not forget for the entirety of the rest of the journey.<\/p>\n<p>As I was heading home, I caught myself trying the smile that Sirpala had so spontaneously achieved, through the side view mirror, without much success.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Sir, these are fresh vegetables, plucked in the morning<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_bbp_topic_count":0,"_bbp_reply_count":0,"_bbp_total_topic_count":0,"_bbp_total_reply_count":0,"_bbp_voice_count":0,"_bbp_anonymous_reply_count":0,"_bbp_topic_count_hidden":0,"_bbp_reply_count_hidden":0,"_bbp_forum_subforum_count":0,"om_disable_all_campaigns":false,"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"_uf_show_specific_survey":0,"_uf_disable_surveys":false,"footnotes":"","_links_to":"","_links_to_target":""},"categories":[86,375],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1880","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-featured","category-literary-story"],"aioseo_notices":[],"amp_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1880","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1880"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1880\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3647,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1880\/revisions\/3647"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1880"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1880"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1880"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}