A boy with empty dreams...

A boy stood at the middle of nowhere. People discriminated him as an orphaned child while God never stopped to amaze him. Puppies with dirt smeared all over their bodies walked around him. Some had bare skin ripped off by the whip of a stick while some had deep cuts inscribed by the sins of human beings. House flies and the Flesh flies were the happiest tiny little creatures buzzing around those wounded flesh. A few puppies rolled on the boy and some licked his legs while he stared at the falling stars with an empty wish. What could a child without anything even think of???

A child born somewhere but now belongs to nowhere is how he is seen by the other orphaned people who stayed at nights with him. When asked they whispered in the ears, “This child was mercilessly thrown in this dustbin while those who looked at him at last ran away even while they heard the baby crying out loud. How could any human being be so rude to a child???”. The old man approximately in his 80s age not abandoned by his parents but by his children would start sobbing seeing the innocent child walking barefoot without anyone to care about. Then he would hold the hand tightly of the person asking the question and say, “See brother, I have taken care of my two children for 20 years and yet they kicked me out of the home. God has given me another chance to raise a child with love and care and I would serve his wishes with all my energy until my last breath.” He would go running towards the boy and hug him tight even though the old man knew he would breathe his last today or tomorrow. When we can’t be for the people around us, how can we think of caring those who aren’t present among us…

It was a usual morning for the city far away from these orphaned people while it was always an amusing part for the boy to look at the sun peeking between the trees and creating a human-like shadow behind him. Whatever he learned was the teachings of the nature, whatever he saw was the magic of his eyes and whatever he understood was the blessings of the God guarding him every now and then. God always kept him busy. He created the magic around his eyes, he changed the course of the rain to show how wonderful the clouds are, he flew pigeons and butterflies to teach how free a living being could explore the world. The God assured and reassured in the child that the nature he saw was all his wealth and made sure that he savored each and every ounce of the divinity in it. In a world full of sins, God rejoiced with the innocence of the boy. A person like you and me standing far away might feel mercy upon how hard his life’s journey goes on but we never understand how blessed they are with the purest of pure hearts and the innocent eyes filled with the nurturing of the nature. A day’s food can keep their empty dreams alive but what if we are able to give them the life of a true human being as described in all those constitutions of the world. A so-called orphaned boy with a slightest of support and age long blessings of the God could create a soothing wave around these dirty cities….

We could be the human beings again… Try a chance…

 

A cliché from no-one to nowhere...

Abhishek Hirewodeyar