Only Me

Long ago there was this kid sugary and introverted more precisely can be described as DUMB…

Where every kid desires to be akin to a teenager and the teenager wishes the freedom what a man has this kid did not knew the meaning of desire or what wishes are. His home was his school, his school his home and tuitions were a mishmash of both. He had all what was not needed….. Bet he would go onstage you assure yourself a win. But bet sure for his disappearance from school till the show is over. Sissy was once what I remember another new superfluous quality found by his teacher handing his seventh standard’s final result to his dad. That night the whole family was into a burst of laughter correctly though to remove this unwanted quality from him. Brown unkempt hair, chocolate shy eyes, fair skin colour, athletic body would sketch his perfect picture for you. Not even a handful of friends he had nor did someone wished to be one. The story about the only frog in a well erroneously assuming himself as the king of the entire world goes perfect for him. Same as the story graduates where the flood sends this frog to the river breaking incredulous dreams reality strikes him happened with him. From here is not what destiny decides for him but what he opts for himself. Evil and good both in the form of friendship smile at him. Now what you choose is what you really are. Just like some many around him he was on the negative track. A group of friends who knew nothing but play, crushing all the respect and values taught to them was his cohort. Their errors, blunders and all the wrong doings were proved rite by them let them be committed unconsciously or even deliberately. Failure reached him in many faces. But what really bothered him the most was the disturbance of the blissful experience at his ranch. His ranch was his fruit farm his paradise home. Lying along its best pal sorrow visited him at large since then. Before I’d forget he was very much lucky with what all teenagers expect,” Girls”. And mind you it was girls’ not sincere love what he got. A moment of failure and then the sweet taste of hard work to success in his studied henceforth extraordinarily changed him.

Oh Gosh! You would never get a chance to taste it but only if you evolve purity at heart and firm belief with it and in yourself would only move you towards it. Once strive for it and really it is worth everything. This is the only how I know he touched to the core of his being in an acceptable manner. Life changed after this. His study became his hobby, friends his correct guidance and his family his actual strength. This time girls weren’t a matter of discussion the worry of planning for future raced extreme ahead of it. Clash for a better presentation overtook their minds instead of play and nonsense. Respect and Honour was now their chant. Slogging to make his parents happy was his motto now.

Suddenly but there is another new side discovered which makes him fearful. His life at the river ending into the sea. What next? Is what he wants an answer for which makes him feel old now after an extensive search. The answer to it is still missing when I asked him. But when it comes to praise the almighty for showering his blessings on me I am very selfish and then it’s only me not I and myself. SOS