LOST ASSET OF LOVE

LOST ASSET OF LOVE

It’s a story of a child from a small village somewhere in Bihar Surrounded by Ponds and green fields. A small Population, People are very poor but hardworking and kindhearted. There is a small family of farmer. This Family is very rich, not in terms of money but in terms of family values and the sweet atmosphere inside the house. They are very Simple loving and caring… . The farmer always remains in touch of the world with his Radio, A descent fellow with fighting attitude for the society, also having great knowledge of ethics and responsibility. He and his wife both are very compassionate for the welfare of the society.

The little child used to ride on the back of his father to the “Dalan” where he sleeps with the happy ending nod of daily story…and sometimes also left alone in the room as his father with his Uncle went for stealing fish from others net (OKA n CHILVAN). Her mom was a school teacher n was very passionate to make her students the best in the locality. He used to go school with her but was very fearful with another teacher who was well reputed in beating his students.

The life was so chill .. he used to go for fishing with his elder sister and Cousin brother…..Chewing the sugar cane from foot end for the precaution that he need not to give the sweetest part of cane when somebody asks for it. The favorite game of Aais-Pais (hide n seek) in the mountains of paddy crop sheaves and also he played the football made of discarded sock filled with cotton .the game of Mar pit (strike with plastic ball), sikadtod (human chain ) and of course Cricket were brought in village by him and were well accepted by his friends. Though he still is the part of his village cricket team but where the other games have lost?

He learnt swimming in his village pond and wasted hours taking bath in wells jumping from the tree above it. He also worked with his father in fields and got some rare chance to ride on buffalo’s back also.

When he passed 5^th he went to nearby town for study with his elder sister. He missed his parents a lot and went on weeping when his mother came to see him and was about to go back. From then to till date he is away from his home except some guest visit for few days…

The fellow got educated from a reputed school in India and currently working with a reputed organization. But what he got after all?? He missed all the joy he could have got by being there with his friends and family. Life became a machine which is being assigned different goals and he is running to achieve all that materialistic things .. Though he earns some descent bucks but at what cost ??????? Now he has no time to see his home even twice a year. He neither becomes part of their sorrow nor of the joy… Distance is a reality now and he is leaving in a hypothetical world away from the home waiting the life to become beautiful. Though his parents have no complaint at all .. they are very happy with their son’s progress. But what he is giving back to them...nothing except requesting them over phone to take care of their health…..

But he is missing his home too much .. the sweet and innocent villagers, the green field , the fragrance of morning breeze, blood red rising Sun, the well to bath , the pond to fish , moonlighted nights to walk along the river bank, and the thing he is missing the most is the lap of his mom to sleep into.