"POOR SHE” OR “POOR WORLD”

It was end of yet another exam for that boy …… so he was marching his approach  back to his home ….He was sitting solitary like a “lone wolf” on platform  no.3 and  waiting  for his train to arrive…. There were several other people waiting on that cold draughty platform…. So beaming things all around over there was the most appropriate alternative available for him ………

Abruptly his eye got stuck over a poor girl …. Wrapped in old and torn clothes … And she was not able to walk properly because of something wrong with her leg …. The only thing which was crystal clear from her face was that she had been starved for ages …. So that boy continued to gaze over her ……

At the corner of a confectionary on that platform …. A trash can was kept…. And that girl steadily advanced towards that trash …. So, that boy thought that she must be a sweeper or a garbage cleaner of that platform ….. now that girl steered her hand in the dustbin and started searching for something …… The boy then thought she must have lost something precious and she must’ve been endeavoring for that only …

But what he saw next was like simply taking his breathe way …. That girl after searching a lot in that “trash can” actually picked something out of that trash can and put into her mouth …. The first reaction which arrived in the boy’s consciousness was “eeeeewwww” and  “yyuuukkkkkkkk”…. Then he started roaring words like “what the fuck”  and  “how could she”  and all other  “blah blah blah” in his mind

Now slowly that feeling of being stunned and frozen or whatever it was of the boy started to fade away……and don’t know why but he became sick at heart ….

He started to think what he should do now…. Should he ignore her …. Should he feel pity for her ….should he take something out of his pocket coins/money to give …. Or should he immediately go away from there… He was literally discomposed at that situation …

So he moved his attention away from that situation …. Then he saw a dog over there who was eating some sort of stuff  from a thrown package of some food item . so he started eyeing over that dog …. And all of a sudden someone threw a piece of stone over that dog and that dog ran away from there leaving that thrown package over there only …. Then he looked for the person who actually threw that stone ….

And surprisingly it was the same poor girl …. Then he thought is that girl insane or what ?? …. And then after that what happened was simply like tying himself with a long piece of twine ….

That girl actually picked that piece of thrown package and started eating from it …. And don’t know what came in that boy’s mind …. He started yelling at that girl  “excuse me you idiot …. That package has already been eaten by that dog …. So throw it away…” but those words didn’t contribute to that girl …. She just took that package and departed from that place ….

The boy was totally numb with his tongue and with his feet at that point of time……  the negative applause going through his skull was so loud and insistent that he had to respond through several encores ….

After a bit boy moved on from there and sat on a bench …. And started thinking………… “what a poor girl”…………. But then he thought …..“POOR SHE OR POOR WORLD”…. Then suddenly his train arrived on that particular platform and he boarded his train and left …. And his feelings at that point of time were simply poor ….because neither he can do a bit about it nor this world …. Because simply giving her money can’t eradicate her misery

Really strange is this world……….some people have food way more than their appetite …. And some have food which makes them very much comparable to a street dog …. Such a “POOR WORLD” this is ….

                                                                                         

After that depressing situation I’d like to thank god …. For all that he gave to me … place for shelter …enough food to eat and survive … and all the other luxuries enjoyed by me in my life ….

But what exactly god means to those poor people …. For them god never appears…. They sit outside temple , mosque or other places of worship … but they are never allowed to go inside …. And for that poor girl food is god for her  … and they always appear in front of her in the form of bread ….

She is forced not to think well…. love well ….. sleep well ……because she has not been dined well….

Really for some people its very difficult to think nobly when they only thinks of earning a  living

                                “ANURAG RENFOLD”

ONE MORE LONELY GIRL

A Comfortless mademoiselle

It was yet another evening with sundown and cockshut ........ just woke up from my bed after a small nap ...... I was lonely and I felt it deeply and permanently........So I thought of having a walk at the fall of the day ..... so I drenched myself In my tracksuit ..... with my headphones hanging round my neck n clutching my ears ..... just began to stare things all around ...........

As I was departing on my way ......  unanticipatedly  and without any warning ....... my eyes got stuck over a girl . she was harnessed in her  skirt and in dark top ......... I thought of tuning out of her and to carry on with my walk ..... but as I took two steps in the middle of nowhere ..... I don't know what was it ........ but I ceased myself and came to a standstill .......

Suddenly I took a bend to my left ...... and googled her ...... she was sitting on a bench which was dismantled a bit ..... I endeavored a lot just to glance over her face ..... but I can hardly see her ...... because her face was enveloped  with her hands n long hairs ..... she was just sitting ideally with her face bend over to her knees ....... I was in the field of vision which was illustrating me of her heartache and betrayal......

I don't know why but she was going to cry....... but I knew that if I spoke to her or looked at her too closely then the tears would fly out of her eyes and...... the sobs would fly out of the throat and she'd cry for a week.”

I just started to prompt what exactly must have taken effect........  I giggled 2-3 steps towards her ...... suddenly she removed her hands from her face and glided her hairs backwards ..... I was simply discontinued at my feet after seeing her face ........ her  Moorish eyes were blood shot red ......... and her tears were simply tearing her apart ....... she just gave a wild stare at me

so I thought of moving aside a bit n just let her emotions bleed ...... because after all they need to be yelled out ..........

From my perception ......... she was visualizing of her crush ....... who was more like a bad habit that she can't shake properly ..........................the hardest thing I could have done was to try my hardest to get her over it." ......... but I thought of keeping the wheels unturned ........ n letting things go as they are meant to be .......

After that i was assuming of ...... what could be the 2nd reason behind it ...... but suddenly after glancing at me she was pretending as if nothing has happened ...... but her eyes told a different story ......

Teardrops slowly started fall from her eyes again as I pretended to look at the sky.........and I questioned myself how come life keeps passing on even if things r clumsy around ......  I just wonder why can't she escape this phase, is this her fate ...............  To always be unhappy or how much longer she must have to wait..........but I just don't feel like  knowing myself very well right now,so how can I be sure about anything about her........ but one think i was sure of was ... “ Unhappiness can't stick in her  soul for too long because it was  slicking with her tears.” ......

then I thought of moving on ....... and claiming things as they were ..... I wanted to comfort her skillfully but  didn't wanted to make my presence to be a discomfort to her....... so decamping situation at that point of road was the matchless alternative available ........ So i just moved away from that bench ........ and marched my way ahead .... but during all the course of time her cast and appearance was mirrored on my mind....

I went to bed and woke in the middle of the night thinking I heard someone cry, thinking I myself was weeping, and I felt my face and it was dry...... then i realized it was raining outside

I wish I had never met her because then I could go to sleep at night not knowing there was someone like her out there.

“Why do people have to be this lonely? What's the point of it all? Millions of people in this world, all of them yearning, looking to others to satisfy them, yet isolating themselves. Why? Was the earth put here just to nourish human loneliness?”

                                                                                     

"ANURAG RENFOLD"