A Summer Sorrow

                A SUMMER SORROW

It was a very hot day of summer.it was the month of May 29, 2012 .A day like all day .Sparrows were chirping here and there .People were busy in their morning .Housewife were sweeping in the house, men were in hurry to go to their work .Lots of people were waiting for the water supply .It were also the days of holidays of children because of summer vacation .A loud light stuck my face, I woke up and went straight to the room just behind me and again slept .i was hearing a voice continuously “wake up John ”, its’ about to 8.00 o’clock, Am .i woke up and went to the bathroom.in meanwhile my father was waked up early and watching television, my younger sister was also joining him.my mother was preparing food . I cleaned up my face, went to the T.V. room and joined my father and sister. I don’t really watch so much serials but now what I can do for that I am addicted to some shows. Now it was about 9 o’clock, AM. My sister came and said lets decorate your room. I said “No”. I don’t like if someone touch my stuff, because every time they messed up my stuff. So I said to her its’ not possible. She told me,” room will look awesome”. After thinking about that I permitted her. She changed the sofa covers, than she said, “I am going to remove this dirty Nest” What! , I said with a horrible voice. I said her that you can’t do this, it’s a house of someone. They live here from many months. She told me that when her friends come here they talk about it. I said mine friends also talk about, but I don’t bother. After many argues I said OK. Do it but don’t ruin the nest. Then she stood on a table and torn one part of the nest very badly, I said don’t spoil it, just do it with perfection. But she didn’t hear me and she spoiled it like a wild bear tear someone’s body with his sharp nails. Sparrow’s egg were falling from top to bottom, its’ just like raining white marbles. I told her that you did a bad thing. After that I decided to change my room. I kept my study table and computer table together. It was looking awesome. It was about to noon. There was a shortage of light here. So I decided to play cricket in street with my cousin brothers, I usually play with them in noon. In meanwhile playing my one cousin brother saw a sparrow’s child, I think we broke his home. The child was in fear, he was trying to run and hide, because he was child he can’t fly. My one cousin brother Anuj who like to do some social things was also curious about him, my younger sister too and of course me too. I said them to leave him alone because he feared because of them. We started to play. I am a good cricketer, so I won many of the matches. After playing cricket, I went inside my home, I was going inside, I saw that my one little cousin brother trying to touch him. I said him that don’t touch him, its’ not safe for the baby. Did I tell u that I have a dog [female].i think I didn’t, my sister and cousin brother were trying to eat some food to that baby. But as I told you he was in fear. We saw that her mother is searching for her baby. We tried to attract her attention to the baby. But it was failed. In evening, it is the time of Jenny [my doggy] to stay in street, because in evening she lives in street. But we forget to think about that child. I know you are thinking that Jenny killed that child.  She went outside and took the child in her mouth; she played with him and didn’t let him go. He was in his worst time, he was crying, just like a child with stars in eyes alone in lots of people saying that “where are you mom, I love you”. After so many pains the child died. You were thinking right about the death of baby. Jenny didn’t eat him but she killed him. I didn’t saw died face of that child, I couldn’t. We could help him, but it was our fault that we let him to die. I am missing that voice in my room. Now when lights come from that window, where their house was, it reminds me about them, about that child. I know light will not stop coming from this window as well as their memories. I am sure his mother is still searching for him. It’s a request to all that can you tell her that her son is no longer belongs to this world.

                                        Devender Kumar……