It was almost 11:00 in the morning, during the early days of January, bright sun was shining vividly. I as usual went out on my terrace just to take in some warmth and for fresh air. I see a young boy in a grey colored shalwar kameez with a jacket on, right across my home, he looked very timid and tired, gazing at me with so many questions and wishes in his eyes, at least that’s what I perceived. He was carrying this long blue colored mop which was even larger than his own stature; he looked rather disheveled, lanky and curious He was feeling uneasy, as he could see me sitting comfortably there sipping my cup of coffee listening to music and relaxing while his job was to clean and mop the floor and hang the washed clothes outside on the hanging stand. One can clearly manage to notice the difference in the lives of two individual, being present in the situation at a same time, but having a paramount difference in their state of mind and current circumstances. Do we a...
It’s about 5:00am in the morning; the pet dog of the house wakes up from his deep sleep, not groggy at all, instead up and charged for his morning stroll in the garden downstairs, for that he needs to wake up his owner with his drools and licks. But she anyway would have woken up, like she had been waking up for past 25 years to make breakfast for every member of the house diligently, just like an army rule at sharp 7:00am, nicely done, hot breakfast is always ready to be served on the table. Arzu was the middle child, in the family of 4 siblings living with their parents and a grandmother. She was born premature at the time of birth, had congenital myopia and possibly infected with bacterial meningitis. Whatever happened she was unable to obtain any formal education and always remained that timid, introverted home bound individual who anyway had to learn house chores to survive, as her other two sisters somehow managed to finish their high school and completed their ...