My Writing Terriotory

Friday, September 7, 2018

...I have fully given up a hope to meet him again!..

I have totally given up a hope to meet him again!
To retrospect on a bygone days of an innocent boy is just a paralysing matter-All things are mere memories to push me further to grow better. Sometimes a funny recollection, yet scary. Sometimes troublesome, yet a good experience. 

Entering into their guava orchard and getting chased into a deadly thorns is one moment that strikes vividly still today. It had being silly but couldn't answer to the question 'What they would have done, if I were caught and brutally beaten?'

Imposing fearness to the teachers was another moment- staying away between the school and home in thick jungles abandoning the school. Often, my parents unchained their old purses to let ME go happily to the school. I would be absent incase if they can't afford to send me happily. 
The irony is; I was now told that our family was economically backward, socially doomed and many more..

Had parents not been able to make me go happily to the school-abandoned schooling and given up education, 'What would ME be now?' is the question again. It was troublesome to them (parents), yet my lifelong lesson..

Smile


It was never the best day, not even a good day when she went for annual marathon practice. The day was abruptly hot where his breathing route  got nearly blocked. Her mouth blued, lips bubbled, face reddened and the tongue cloved on the roof of her mouth. She was totally tongue-tied yet, rushed steadily then.
In distance, she noticed a man in awful faded pant and shirt. His atire was totally awful. On contrary, he was filled with mesmerising smile which she never seen and felt. Steeping closer, she saw a bottle of water wrapped inside his old faded shirt. To her thirst, she requested, "Excuse me sir, may I have a bit of your water?". The man noded and replied, "Sure! You can have it all if you ever could. You are welcomed". No sooner she had water then they began sharing their status. "I am single and looking for one", remarked the both.
Half dozen years later, she was widowed when they already have two kids. She knew that he was having three kids from his first wife. Ever since then, her life shattered, bullied, downtrodden and thrown in the dust of misery.

The moral:
a) To examine and believe a thing at a first sight is the toughest of all we achieve in our lives.
b) There are something more to perceive than to see with our eyes and receive. 
c) So long we felt the realism, everything is hypocritical. So is the smile and simplicity. 

THANK YOU, MOTHER

Million words to acknowledge, But from which edge? To print with inks, It would take more than my existence. Today with my hands folded, Jus...