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A grip of fist

21..  20... 19... 1. Anybody would find a dainty looking girl in the middle of a park under a tree counting from 21 and end at 1 only to start again at 21 atleast a bit surreal. But the kid sitting besides me was not. He knew it. "You are stupid! You have to count to 30. You cannot just start from 21." I tried to humor him,"And why is it?" "Haven't you ever been to school?", he retorted, "Is 21 your favourite because mine is 1." "No I was dwelling in possibility", how could a kindergartner understand what I was saying. I wanted to not disappoint the child but nothing else was on or in my mind. He squelched. I hurried to try to explain what I meant,"I let them go to see what stayed. And I continue to wait." "Like birds?", he was quick. The simile applied. But no it was not. The birds are freed with no expectation. I have all my expectations rolled up in the tight grip of my fist with the only hope...