Walk of life

I stood there watching the waves strike the rocks. It was almost rhythmical. I had lost track of time and could see only the setting sun giving me company. I had a cursory glance and then perched myself on of the pedastal.


Twenty years ago I had come to the same place. Dad had me in his arms while my siblings ran along his sides. I did not know what happiness was or what it felt. The philosophical side in me had not sunk in. I took a pebble and started scribbling my name on as many rocks as possible. I had learnt to write. I was oblivious of anybody watching me , dad , brother ,sister or even the setting sun. I was so engrossed in carving my name on rocks that I lost track of time. The sun had set. As I lifted my head I could not find anyone just the vagueness of the shores staring back at me. I rubbed my eyes in disbelief. There was not a soul in near vicinity. Then I took the tried and tested formula. I cried. I cried in a recursive loop but to no avail. I had no one to blame except the moon. After finishing the stocks of my tears I sat down. There stood a stone with my name engraved on it. I took a walk along the stones that had my name like it was a milestone. After a hundred odd steps I stopped. There they were. Dad, brother and sister all still having a laugh and having fun. I went upto them and held them tightly till I was assured. I realized they were still there , it was me who went away from them.

A big wave of water splashed. It made me wet. I got up and shrugged the sand of my clothes. It was time for me to take the walk back.
 

Mother of all acts

These guys were the talk of the town. They were my classmates.Sometimes it is evident from one's mannerism that a person will go on and become famous one day.That saying could be applied to these guys.

I was about eight years of age when  I first met them. It did not take me long to fall prey to their charms.As I came to know more about them I was intrigued even further.

However my joy was short lived. They had to leave the school as they couldn’t continue any more.

Then one fine day I met their mother. Ajay and Vijay were conjoined twins. Their medical condition was such that they could not survive long. They were aware of their short lifespan and hence devoted their short life in service and kindness.

But their mother’s single act of kindness outdid everything that these guys did.She donated all of their organs to help many others who were born without them.