a short new story….

I was walking through a dark a door and stumbled over something which opened the wide door to a slum area. I was amused at first,my eyes was adjusting to the new area, which is now wandering through all over the area. there was a mother and a child which stuck my eyes and provoked me to ponder .who was she….why she was there!!?

she had a cute child with her, even buried under the dirt and sleeping over a small rotten mat,her smile was worth millions.she was playing with her mother while her mother was trying hard in making a happy face. she was trying her best, wasn’t she!?

I saw the most purest thing in the world there, mother’s love to her child, she was giving her child the rotten food in her hand, I think she even had given her own share, her child’s happiness is her most important wealth. she was happy as her child eats happily, she was now actually smiling even under the harsh surrounding,.

My heart ached,my throat choked, I was watching them as it was something worth to see., I don’t know what to say,what to do., when finally after a harder try, I was about to make my move. then there comes a hard punch,thudddd….

now I am stumbling all over again, but this time in my own room, I was shocked and relieved,it was just a dream, my arms were wrapped protectively around my daughter and in her dreams she was smiling, which reflects in my face too.suddenly the harsh reality struck me.

it was not a dream, it was my past,which will still haunt me in the future, it’s nothing but my life, my story.