A LESSON FROM AN ORPHAN

Friends, this blogpost is an emotional one; atleast for me. And I think you all will also feel connected to it. Its about a poor boy and his story that wrenches everyone's heart but also we all have to learn something from that story. Hope you all will like it...

As I was walking on the road,

And thinking about the money that I borrowed.

I saw a boy, begging a person for food;

And that person was behaving unusually rude.

He scolded, “Why don’t you do something to earn?

And don’t do this business of begging for fun.”

Staring at him, I thought, it’s his age to learn;

And not to work under someone and earn.

My conscience stopped me but still I wanted to ask,

That what has made him to undertake this daunting task.

I went near him and saw him for a while,

With a torn up shirt and greasy pant, he was looking fragile.

Though his eyes had many dreams to achieve,

But he lacked the money for the knowledge to receive.

Flies and stray dogs looked like his only friends,

For never in his life, he got any help from human hands.

One hand repeatedly was trying to stop the running nose,

And the other hand was busy in begging when anyone walked by close.

Finally with a heavy heart, I asked “Who are you?” to the boy,

An answer came from him followed by a silent cry.

“When I was born, my dad left me and my mom to die,

People say I’m a curse to this society, but I don’t know why.

Mother died of lack of medicines but no one bothered to help,

And I, an orphan is the reason for all this, that’s what people always yelp.”

Even my eyes got wet by the tone of his answer,

His face had so many questions, to which I had no answers.

The holes on his shirts were yelling out loud,

Why am I so much torn in this big crowd?

I didn’t know what to do to make him feel better,

So that he realizes that the whole humanity is not his hater.

I decided and consoled him that everything will turn out good;

And gave him a 100 rupees note and told him to have some food.

He didn’t take the note and instead he held my hand,

With folding hands and teary eyes, he asked, “Can you be my friend?”

I didn’t know what to say, as my heart started to ache;

I hugged him tight and nodded my head as I knew the tears were not fake.

I always knew humans need friends to share their feelings,

But had never seen a heart with such painful bleeding.

He took the note from me and said lets have some food,

Looking him smile from the heart, I felt very good.

I learnt the essence of humanity from a so called curse and orphan,

It is never money, rather true love and compassion that makes us human.

After possessing unbound wealth and always being on news,

Still if you eat alone, then what is that wealth’s use?

P.S. Spread smiles... It helps someone to live their life...