"Bunnies for Sale."
The signboard in “Pet’s Corner” stood high off. Mr. Bhaduri had already promised his little daughter to present her a cute bunny if she gets good marks in her exams. Now she got it. So, on a summer Sunday, Moon, assisted by her father went to Jan Bazar Chowk to fulfill her dreams. She was given full liberty to choose any one among all the rabbits.
"How much are you going to sell the bunnies for?" she asked. The store owner replied, "Anywhere from Rs 400-450/-" The little girl peeped inside the window. "May I please look at them?" she said.
The store owner smiled and asked for a lady, who ran down the aisle of his store followed by five teeny, tiny balls of fur with red eyes, timid and joyful with little furry ears, out of an artificial burrow. One bunny was lagging considerably behind. Immediately the little girl singled out the lagging, limping bunny and said, "What's wrong with that little one?"
The store owner explained that the veterinarian had examined the little bunny and had discovered it didn't have a hip socket. It would always limp. It would always be lame.
The little girl became excited. "That is the little bunny that I want to buy." The store owner said, "No, I won’t sell him. If you really want him, I'll just give him to you."
The little girl got quite upset. She looked into the store owner's eyes, pointing her finger, and said, "I don't want you to give him to me pennilessly. That rabbit is worth every bit as much as all the other rabbits and I'll pay full price. My father has come with me and he will pay you for him in full.”
The store owner countered, "I am again telling you that you really don't deserve to buy this little rabbit. He is never going to be able to run and jump and play with you like the other bunnies."
To this, the little girl took her face off from the window and entered his room with the shop keeper’s permission and rolled up her pant leg to reveal a badly twisted, crippled left leg supported by a big metal brace. She looked up at the perplexed and surprised store owner and softly replied, "Well, I don't run so good myself, and the little puppy will need someone who understands and vice versa.!"