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The Lambretta Girl

Posted on the 25 May 2012 by Somkritya @somkritya
This is a story Story of the Lambretta Girl But tell her that and she would tell you to change the title to story of a girl whose Father had a lambretta. Ok,Fine whatever the title,this story has two heroes,the Girl and The Lambretta. This girl was born on 16th of may on summer of 73 to Parents who knew just one way to live life-to be alive and aware at all times. she grew up in a house where giving,sharing and caring for others was as normal and as easily done as breathing. They used to travel a lot,short or long trips,meeting relatives, trekking,morning walks,going to shopping in the nearby city,you name it.. They would just get up,take whatever needed and go out to celebrate life. That was where and this was how she learned to live life. And although trekking and morning walks were fun,nothing could ever come close to when she would stand in the front space of lambretta or share the front seat with her Dad. Oh the joy when you zoom past all that is on either side of the road the air greets you first,the rush you see the scenery and the people first,the pride and you fight demons and creatures from the other world clearing the road for your father,the victory. It was something else,had everything, great stories are made of. And in those rides sometimes her parents would take a pause in a mango garden which was en-route to the city,where under the trees were Dragons to be killed,fairies to be freed and people waiting to be rescued, A warriors work is never done she would often say. And when finally her royal carriage-The Lambretta, would land in the city, they would be greeted by all the earthlings,given royal salutes and grand welcome. And while her parents would get busy shopping,she would help as many people as she could with one hand cos her mom or dad would never let her out of sight and hold her hand the entire time. Things would get difficult ,try sword fight with one had while one of your parents is holding your other arm.But she would never give up,after all it was her kingdom. And one day and she wont be able to tell you the exact date,but when events are this unfortunate and heart wrenching who remembers the date,right? This day she was asked to start sitting on the back seat( do i hear gasps and cries?) Her father told her she had grown tall and now she would have to vacate that dream seat for her little brother. Oh imagine the shock Did i hear someone saying what’s the big deal,its not a big problem? hey problems cannot and should not be compared ever,Had she heard you she would tell you that and hundreds of stories about how each problem is big in its own way and how she could never ever tell which one hurt more,a thorn or math. Argue with that? Oh how she wanted to tell her parents,what a big mistake they were making in giving the prestigious and most dangerous seat to her little brother,who not only couldn’t fight like her but also had no idea what a great thing day dreaming was! who would save the world now,and if the news gets to the underworld and it would she knew that,those creatures would rise again and this time with renewed strength. Finally the day came when she had to sit in the carrier of the scooter,which was the last seat and mostly used by people to carry inane things.Oh the shame,she hid her face with her mom’s Saree and didn’t/couldn’t enjoy the ride at all. All the demons were laughing and the earthlings were looking at her with pity. No,this cant be happening she thought,she had to take control,she had a  world to save. so she thought why not save the world from here,the last seat and make the three people sitting before her,her  bodyguards,after all she was a warrior princess,she could afford some of them,couldn’t she? and soon law and order was restored in her kingdom and people were told princess was back and this time with bodyguards. You may think of this as a silly story… No problem, The Lambretta Girl would not take offence,simply cos super heroes cannot/do not explain how they saved zillions of life and not ever,even for once blow their own trumpet. so think what you want to and say what you want to,for  only the Girl with Lambretta knows how many times she flew across continents to save you life For she is Oh she is Wow she is The Lambretta girl And she would stand in the front Or sit in the back And fight the demons And save the world For she is Oh she is Wow she is a The Lambretta girl She would look ordinary And dress up like a commoner And her weapons would be invisible But her strikes would be powerful For she is Oh she is Wow she is The Lambretta Girl Under the dining table lies her kingdom And Lambretta is her royal ride And whenever you need her help Just shout help me oh Lambretta girl For she is Oh she is Wow she is The Lambretta girl And she will reach you fast And fight for you And stand by you Till you hug her good bye For she is  Oh she is Wow she is The Lambretta girl So this is a story of a Lambretta and a girl The girl not so girl like A tomboy Climbing up trees And playing with sand and mud A misfit Bad in studies Good in dreaming Would chose to be a warrior than be a princess And oh Yes that’s me. The Lambretta Girl

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