Friday, October 3, 2008

An Innocent Story

There are times when you do things which you don’t know why you are doing but then you know that you had to do it. Because that was the right thing to do.

This story is about a 9 year old kid named Shyam. He was a brilliant boy and like his counterparts enjoyed each moment that the wall clock produced.

He had 2 crushes in his life : One was cricket and the other one was his cute pomerian breeder puppy, named Bryan.

As you say it, when it has to happen it will happen in one way or the other. And the same happened to Shyam too. One fine day when he woke up from his bed, the first and foremost thing which he looks for was no where to be seen. (Of course I am talking about Bryan)

By the time of breakfast there was enough hue and cry in the house that even our MP's(Note : It is not Madhya Pradesh by any means) would think of competition in Parliament.

Post 10:00 everyone was in the lookout of the precious crush of Shyam. Photographs of the puppy was distributed to the searching persons. Each nook and each corner of the street was searched for. Not even a single house was left out.

Shyam was heartbroken now. Its been 3 days and there was not an inkling as to where Bryan disappeared. He stopped eating food and became ill, physically but more so due to constant thinking. His parents had no other choice than to lodge a complaint of kidnapping

Then as luck would have it, there was a phone call from the police headquarters with the good news, of course.

Shyam was the first to jump out of the car and move into the house. It had a big verandah surrounded by a beautiful garden. In the middle of the garden was one kid who was in wheelchair and yes, he was playing with our Bryan (Already a star by now, thanks to the search operations)

Shyam ran towards his treasure. His eyes were moist with anger, anxiety and the pain of being separated from his crush. Everyone surrounded the wheelchair kid. Inspector came forward and just as a formality asked Shyam to call his puppy.

Shyam did call but with his moistened eyes and quivering voice, he called "Tom". The puppy had no reaction. And more so, Shyam's parents were shocked. After all this was the same dog which they had for the past 3 weeks.

Well, this boy had done something which required ounces of courage to do. The boy on the wheelchair was suffering from paralysis. And he was so happy with that puppy that it seemed he enjoyed his company and was living his life.

This was the thing which I was intending to say. Sometimes you never question fate as to why it happened. You just relish the thing which you did and never regrets about it. Think about it……

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