Greetings folks!
I hope you all are doing great. This morning I was a bit late from bed. In search of a good cup of tea while I was going to the neatest tea stall, an old memory came into my mind. It was a little boy who was surving tea there.
I know a boy like him, used to be one of my little friends. Though I didn’t meet him since long but the impression he made was worth sharing.
So, this is simply about a friend who is struggling the life in his own way abd trying to give a meaning to it. I have always best wishes for him. And yes, right now I couldn’t find any photo of him which I could show but the one I attached will definitely give you a glimpse of the place I'm going to tell about.
And there we've met for the fast time.
Unnoticed Struggle!
Like the wonderers who made the first impression of breaking the boundary; he wanted to shine like a star. No matter what it takes his firm focus was to do something glorious and meaningful.
So, he decided to left all the back pulling agents behind and enter the real world. His name was not that much of catchy though; we call him Picchi!.
I never asked from where he has come to this hell of a city.
:Shonaipur!
Someone was talking about his village last afternoon. He works in a small tea shop near Mohammadpur.
Every afternoon me along with my gang of friends used to spend our slow afternoons there. One day I tried to chat with him. Asked him why he left his village? If he wanted to go back? What is his future plan?
The boy seemed smart and he answered all my questions without any hesitation. I was bewildered knowing his condition there.
:My father was a farmer. Though we had few land to cultivate but he had a big debt over his head.
His eyes were temptingly calm and static. He was doing his usual choruses at the same time taking to me.
:I had one beautiful sister, I remember her all the time. After my father's death there was nobody to look after my family. Even the blood relatives considered us as burden for them.
He sat by me and told me about his beautiful village.
:Where is your sister and mother?
: Oh, Apa. She is elder than me; you know in villages girls get married early. You call it child marriage or something.
The more I was listening to him, I was like at the same time felt sorry for him and get inspiration.
: School!? Do you go to school?
:Hu, I work here all day and do schooling in a NGO night school near to the Slum I live.
I came to know that he is living with his mother here at a Slum by this area. She works for a garment factory nearby.
I had a chance to visit his Slumhouse once. Though their condition was not that much good but I find them optimistic and hardworking. The boy I'm talking about is brilliant with his studies.
I asked what he dreams for. He told me that he wanted to be a person who could help many people around and be the inspiration for the people who are struggling like him.
Donno why he made that strong impression upon me, but his confidence was noteworthy. And that is why I shared it with you guys.
Thank you for your time and be happy always.
With ❤️
