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Six Miles walk...

Short story By: fewwordsbypawan
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A story about Pain of staying away from Parents for job, sense of responsibility, happiness of old memories and lesson of being happy all the time.


Submitted:Jan 25, 2014    Reads: 17    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


Walking towards home, which was about six miles away, he was thinking about the things that had happened in his life. Sometimes shaking his head for the thoughts going on in his mind, sometimes smiling.
He was getting tired, but these thoughts were somehow giving him the energy to continue. Every time his foot hurt, he was missing the shoulders of his father. Sitting on his father's shoulders used to be so amazing, it used to make him feel like he was on top of the world. He looked at the sky, and even though he was now taller than his father he still couldn't feel the same thing. It made him sad. Anyone could see that in his eyes. If he could, he would have cried for sure. But the responsibility of being strong stopped him.
He took a deep breath and stopped for a while under a tree. It was a big tree with many branches. For a moment he was jealous of that tree. He felt that the tree and its branches were so lucky to be together forever. Suddenly there was a smile on his face and mischievousness in his eyes. He probably was looking for someone to share the moments that he had spent as a kid with his parents and brother and sisters, how they used to share things and being the youngest, he always used to get more than the others.
He started walking again. Looking at the road, he saw an empty can of cola. He kicked it hard and paused for a minute. He had done it probably after many many years. He was kind of puzzled as to why he used to do it when he was a kid and why it was so much fun. Thinking about it he finally arrived at a conclusion which was surely never applicable as a kid. According to his logical thinking, kicking a stone or a can or anything like that was about moving ahead in life and kicking away every hurdle on your way. Shaking his head he agreed with himself that it is the reason everybody is happy in childhood. Kids do not care about any hurdle or problem. They just kick every hurdle that comes in their way.

As he was approaching home, he realized that he had learnt the most important lesson of his life and a way to stay happy all the time. He was smiling when his wife opened the door. He gave her a tight hug and walked to his study room. She asked, "how was your walk?". The best one I have ever had, he replied. His wife was surprised and smiled as she saw him tearing down all the "TO-DO" lists he had created.




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