A Dancing Doll (Short story)


There was a girl named Shilpi who realised that her grandmother is none other than the concrete Avatar of DEVI MAHAMAYA. The initial form of Maa Durga. At the day of Maha saptami she was born and died on Maha Panchami. Her name was Komola.
She lived 81 years. The girl was very close to her granny and attached to her strong dignified nature.

The days went on and granny kept her promise. She took rebirth in form of the girl's niece, i.e her cousin 's daughter with Same dignity, same touch me not attitude. 

A life of endurance and  renunciation - a lot of struggle and strength, almost indescribable - Devi mahamaya bestowed only one boon on her children,that all may live long and live very simply without luxury.

When she was reincarnated in a small girl she started spreading all her positive energy through gymnastics and exercise, very spontaneously , without training.

Once shilpi dreamt that her niece has got the a portion of mahamaya by birth. That niece looked like a dancing doll once granny bought for shilpi.

That beautiful doll moved around the floor by help of a remote control machine.  

Music attracted most the niece. Shilpi noticed how her niece is growing up and winning everybody's Heart. Fair skinned, curly hair - she is almost a doll who loves to play alone.

While researching on death, Shilpi told her granny everything she noted. Her granny said '" Nobody knows what happens after death,so we should try to live long and be happy."

The dancing doll came in new form to shilpi again, from another toy shop after a long time . The first one was lost,the second one Shilpi kept with care.

Now the little girl,the portion of MAHAMAYA,is the most hopeful birth of Shilpi's family.

The dancing doll symbolises life. The remote machine is in the hand of an invisible master.we are only dolls. But Mahamaya is there to protect us with genuine love,care , security.

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