dil key aney k rang-

-she  looked  at  the  gathering  with  a  pleasant  surprise,  how  colourful  and  fragrant  cheerful  it  was,  feeling  like  a  misfit , she  was  about  to  leave  but  then a  soft  small hand  held  hers, it  was  the  little  girl  she  had  met  for  a  coupe  of  minutes  some  days  ago, flattered  she  remembered  her  , looking  a  tiny  fairy  clad  in pinks  namra  was  the  birthday  girl  , bending  she  kissed  the  child  , what  a  sweet  kid  , the  girl  pulled  her  towards  the  table  where  her  birthday  cake  a  five  storeyed   with  five  candles  stood  there  waiting  for  namra  's  father  to  come  and  light  the  candles  up,