Neither was it a summer nor a winter. Neither a rainy nor an autumn. I am little bit confused, how to define that day. That day was a mixture of hard rays of the cruel sun with pin dropping rain water in addition of a slowly flown cold air, which touched my soul. I was in a day-dream with the touch of this monsoon on my thin sensitive skin. As I am not a writer nor a philosopher, but I always like to enjoy each and every part of nature, in my own ways (to fall in a dream with open eyes). It is a habit since childhood and now-a-days I use it to avoid my loneliness.
I was enjoying the outside view. however I noticed, that kid-boy was indicating her mother with some moral-sound like tweeting of birds, about me. I threw a fake smile to them but a white cotton covered his neck captured my attention. When he was talking, repeatedly he was opening a cap connected to his neck. I was confused & had an observation on this, why that cap is connected. What’s wrong with that boy? After getting nothing I was desperately waiting for a chance to know the reason behind that. As an unknown, I could not ask them directly. If I could, it would have been against the humanity as a cruelty. But it was killing me inside. I can not see anyone suffer. My biggest weakness of my life.
Anyway I had managed to ask that lady (mother of that kid) about the reason behind their journey to Bangalore. They were going to the satya-sai hospital with a hope of cure for that kid. As I got the reason, he was suffering with some throat problem. That family was not so financially strong, so, first they went to the air-force hospital. He got admitted & went for a laser surgery. It’s a bit cost efficient with-out any cuttings in body. And is also less painful. But it also has a disadvantage. if anything with the surgery goes wrong, then it will damage the surrounding area and will cause cancer. The same thing happened to that kid. The surgery went wrong and that kid lost his voice. He could not breath, could not eat properly.and he was taking only liquid food.There was a leak on his wind-pipe. So the doctors (air-force hospital) tried their best to cure that problem but failed and suggested them for satya-sai hospital, Bangalore.
After listening all these, I could not resist the tears in my eyes. i somehow controlled my feelings. Even in fever, we seek help & support from our owns. We become upset. We cry. But that kid was still smiling even in that pain. He was playing with his younger sister.
When his mother described everything to me, she was almost crying. Even it was giving me some pain. I was hiding my feelings. When he saw her mother weeping, he came to her & wiped out her tears and gave her a big hug. Still that lady was crying with a fake smile to him. He understood her pain & assured her with a smile. I was completely numb & rather than watching their love, I could do nothing.
After my break-up with my girl-friend I had used to be upset every time. I had almost lost my smile. I was feeling lonely, crossing with pain every time. After seeing that kid, I could not sleep that night. The whole night I was thinking about him, how lucky these parents are, having this kid, who wipes out their tears. Who assures them when they are in trouble. My pain was nothing in comparison to him. I had just lost my girl but he had lost his voice, he had almost lost his life. Still he was smiling. He was smiling cause he never wanted to see his parents in pain.
I don’t know where he is now. How his condition is? Wherever he is, I hope everything is alright. I can never forget him through out my life, as he was the one who taught me how to smile, why to smile. A beautiful heart can never be forgotten..