Friday, July 07, 2006

Drops of water...
















Photo by - Endevourme

He took out the lollipop somebody had given him.
"Keep it away, You stupid ! How many times I have told you not to eat in rickshaw?, why dont you understand?", somebody shouted. Frightened... not understanding what happened... he kept the lollipop back into his pocket.This was not the first time, he thought when somebody close has scolded him.

After having food at night, he rolled out. Slowly walking along he reached the vegetable market. It was late and by this time all shops were closed. A stale rotten smell of vegetables was coming from the open gutters. He sat down. He took out the lollipop and stared at it. It was precious for him. Very few times i get a lollipop, he thought.
Big, red, sweet, wrapped in a transparent paper. Looking at it, remembering those words, a feeling of hate and bitterness came to his mind. He unfolded the wrapper. It smells so sweet ....its good...so.... it is not for me.

Slowly he lowered the lollipop, moving it towards the open gutter.
Slowly...very slowly...he put that lollipop into that rubble....as it slowly entered the mud, he could feel his heart slowly tearing to pieces...
am i dying ? ....he thought. He could feel warm water accumulating in his eyes. It formed a small drop of tear, and rolled out...slowly following contours of his cheek, it reached his chin...and fell...into the rubble below...

Years passed...tears kept falling...
Some day...again hurt by someone close, he was broken...sitting in the bathroom, he was sobbing.The tap was on, so that nobody should hear him. While crying alone there, he remembered what had happened years back.
And....a sudden realization struck him. I am unbreakable... 'cause I still feel the pain so intensely as I used to feel years back.
I didnt die really.... Even after all this, I didnt break....
A smile came to his face. He took a deep breath, wiped off the tears and got up to wash his face...

23 comments:

Saroj said...
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Saroj said...

endevourme,
Photo is excellent but story is so sad :-(

endevourme said...

...again i missed the first comment...

hmmm....once again i am posting a sad post.
dont know why we feel so attached to pain.

the picture i took in my native.
the water in the picture is real rainwater :-)
u can see three drops clinging to the blade of grass...

#saroj
ya its sad....but the ending is good naa...

Saroj said...

Ya, ending is good :-)

Has to be me said...

Felt sad for the little boy. But seems like this story doesnt have a beginning nor an end? Rather seems kinda mysterious......

Rose said...

Its amazing the power of the spirit.. To survive, sustain and strive through all the tears..

:)

..Me

Rita said...

Nice pic and nice story! Rather open-ended but optimistic. :)

Shama & Diya said...

Aww poor little boy. I remember how sad I felt when as a child, I once bought an ice-cream with triple scoops and slowly everything just toppled over *sniff*...and I didn't even get a second one *sniff sniff*

Arti Honrao said...

U write good :)
Will be back!!


GBU
Arti

nirmala said...

Refreshing pic vt rain droplets clinging to grass .... nice touching post again...hmmm i think pain is sooo attached to us....part of our lives:-)

Sujit said...

nice one!!..

endevourme said...

#saroj
ending is good,
thats why i posted it :-)

#has to be me
ya the story is open ended,
its a real story :-)
and not finished yet...

#rose
ya correct,
we are really so strong :-)

#rita
thank you for liking the pic :-)
keep coming..

#shama
ya but giving away of ur pleasure,
that too deliberately...

#arti honrao
thank you for coming here :-)
keep coming...

#nirmala
erlier i didnt see the 3 droplets like that ,
later i realized :-)

#sujit
thank you so much for coming here :-)

chitra said...

Great Posting. Yes, the life continues. What we might think is an end of life at that moment, might soon become a past and we still continue to live.

Good lesson , for all of us.

endevourme said...

#chitra
wow :-)
what a positive tone!

Pritika Gupta said...

mm.. i wanna know from starting..y he drop hi lolipop..:(...

endevourme said...

#pritika
'cause thats what was the reason he was scolded naa,
and it was a representative...
he hardly got anything straightforward,
and when he got something...always something used to go wrong,,,
so that he couldnt enjoy what he got..:-(

Pritika Gupta said...

But thts the life.. if u get sth without struggle u will never know its worth..

endevourme said...

#pritika,
yaa thats what naa,
that its a fact of life...

Suji said...

Great pic and nice story! Life teaches us to be strong.

endevourme said...

#suji
thank you so much for liking the pic :-)

ya thats true...

Rupali_Srivastava said...

Wow! Do u take good pictures or what!!!! I liked your blog, especially the simple flower, sadapuli , in the previous blog.

Those flowers are so simple but i somehow relate them with my childhood wandering in the park , exploring with hardly any care of the world.

Good post here, will visit often

endevourme said...

#rupali_srivastava
thank you so much for being here :-)
ya the flowers are very simple, but they look really cute...
they come in bunches...

Anonymous said...

Nice post