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we have no way of informing our families. This is a
disaster."
"Nisha aunty will figure something out. Won't you aunty?"
Tania looked at her hopefully.
"Don't be silly Tania." Vivek snapped. "What can she
possibly do? We have to accept there is nothing, that can be
done. I hope my grand parents don't get too worried."
"Vivek is right. There is nothing we can do." Karishma
rested her chin on her hands and stared despondently in to
space.
" I wouldn't give up so easily, Karishma." Nisha took a deep
breath. "I have one more idea. Let's see if it works. I need
to go talk to my neighbour." She took out some bread,
butter, cheese and jam. "Help your selves to sandwiches, if
you are hungry. I'll be back in a jiffy."
But none of the kids felt like eating. They watched Nisha
go, wondering what she was up to. There was complete silence
in the room as the 7 kids brooded, in their oversized T-
shirts. The morning had started off so well with them
performing a play at the famous Playright Theatre and then
winning first prize. But now, they all felt as gloomy as the
weather.
When Nisha returned, she was smiling. "A couple moved in
next door a month ago. The man is a doctor. He practices at
the hospital near your housing society. The phones in the
hospital are working. So I asked his wife, if he could get a
message sent across to your parents. There are a couple of
nurses working there, who live in your housing society. They
have agreed to take the message to Tania's mother. I told
them to say that you are safe with me and will be staying
here the night and they can pick you up tomorrow when the
rain ebbs. I also mentioned that Tania's dad and Vivek's
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