{"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":"

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Smiles<\/h2>\n

by M.H.D.S. Dharshanapriya<\/p>\n

\u2018Sir, these are fresh vegetables, plucked in the morning\u2019<\/p>\n

I was surprised to see the chirpy, buxom female instead of timid, pensive Siripala, who carries an air of soberness about him.<\/p>\n

I searched for him. But I could not find him.<\/p>\n

\u2018Siripala, what are you doing?\u2019 Hearing her forceful voice, even I got startled.<\/p>\n

Siripala crept from his hiding place. Or I thought so.<\/p>\n

\u2018Sir\u2019 he said recognizing e. His meek nod made me comfortable.<\/p>\n

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

\u2018Siripala, go fetch some new bags for the gentleman\u2019<\/p>\n

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

\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

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

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":"

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