Gudda "Yes I love to read", video plays on loop and her face in my mind, while I'm sitting in the studio having just finished all my office work. These days are toughest for us, having workloads and no rest period, a happy free holiday would be a delight for a journalist, then what is it bothering me at 9:00pm when I'm supposed to leave the chair and rush to home, but I'm here sitting lonely in dim lights, replaying an old video again and again thinking about this little girl? . I'm not amazed at it like you, I'm don't have time to get amazed. I'm just completely into the vibe of her's which I've been witnessing for seven years now. In my journey of reporting, I've been oversensitive at times, maybe that's the reason I'm still concerned about her. . Thinking who's she? Oh come on think hard, you know her. You've witnessed her over all the news headlines for weeks. No, she's not some board topper, but she'll be soon one day. For now she's a rape survivor. The same survivor about whom newspapers kept talking for weeks, even months, all the politicians played cards on, and of course people like us heard and felt helpless. She's the same girl in my phone, the one who's name I'm not supposed to take, but she's just my little gudda. . I'm thinking about her only, while moving through the busiest streets of a metropolitan city, in memories of her village. Her mom cooks amazingly today. She cooked amazing even seven years ago. Her dad was a poor farmer then, he still is a farmer. Gudda liked her books then, she still likes it. . "What's the loss now? Everyone moves on and it's okay. What is bothering you then?" My colleagues ask me, but I've no answers. Not because I've nothing to say, but I can't explain what I observe, like a paranormal activity in between some huge silent graveyard. . I visit gudda once in every six months, with all her necessities and favourites. Earlier I was sponsored by my news company, now I'm just shopping on my own, for my little gudda. This time a fairytale will excite her, but will it make her happy? I'm not sure if she'll believe the idealogy of a man saving a princess, (continued in comments) .