Monday, November 7, 2011



The day was bright.Th...
: A REAL STORY _THINK YOUTHS The day was bright.The morning air felt good clean and fresh.The birds were chirping in the row of trees tha...

The day was bright.The morning air felt good clean and fresh.The birds were chirping in the row of trees that ran along the gravel way.
"Ah! a perfect morning."
I was wondering on the fresh atmosphere when he shrieked and promulgated throughout the house that 'I AM AWAKE'. She left the utensils as it is and rushed to him with a bottle of milk.Of-course she was awake since dawn so that she could complete her chores before her little one ends his cruise of sleep.
 She held him high up from the cradle and started amusing him until he stopped crying.Meanwhile she removed his diaper,showed him the sparrow feeding left-overs and then took him for a bath.She dipped her finger in bathtub so as to test the warmness and in that she burned her finger.(Of course mothers are always solicitous about their child's health). After a little while with much noise and cry,she managed to give him a bath.She enclosed him in a soft towel.His moist little fingers were trying to reach her nose and with a little effort he caught it and smiled.She too joined him in his clouds of innocence and happiness.She enjoyed adorning him though he was spruce-less.After having a 'kajal' in his eyes,she made him busy in his colorful toys and was again ready to face the kitchen mess.The little one cried and again she accompanied him.
"Oh! my God.What a hectic!"."Mothers, you people are great".
I was pondering at my wife's predicament when I heard from Mrs Mehra's house,"Get your hands away from this! Can't you keep yourself aside in a niche?" Soon Mrs.Mehra emerged from the house with her eyelids wet and with a lot of disgrace she sat on the rock porch.Mean-while his son,a software engineer emerged with his wife.He called a taxi and soon he left.Mrs.Mehra sat gazing at the yellow taxi up to the instant it was visible.She broke into tears,her grief knew no bound and she started weeping overheartedly.
 My wife rushed to soothe her.She managed to take Mrs.Mehra inside,where Mrs.Mehra told her the complete story.She told her that her son always spurned her and yelled at her due to her old age follies and that now he had left her alone to die.
 My wife soon returned home.She stood silent at one corner gazing at our child with her eyes flooded.Tears came from her eyes which asked the little one, "Would you also do the same?"