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...