Thoughts that enter into the conscious in stray moments of calmness or tumult, poems that are born of such moments...
Saturday, March 17, 2012
THE ODD LITTLE BOY
The main door was ajar. He came out of the blue and stood in front of the aquarium. His face lit up looking at the fish swimming and wriggling in water. He stood there as if it was his own house and everything in it belonged to him. Sush had noticed the boy coming. She and her hubby were sitting and chatting in the living room. She looked at the boy and wondered who he was. May be a boy from the neighbouring house, she thought.
-What's your name? Who are you? She asked.
The boy didn't answer. He just kept looking at the fish swimming in the water and kept smiling and dancing lightly.
It was obvious that he was enjoying looking at the floating colourful fish.
What an arrogant boy...!Sush thought.
Are, what's you name? she repeated her query.
"Mew" The boy made a sound.
Sush was puzzled at the boy's behaviour. By that time her husband also come out to the dining space.
She told,look at this boy, he just came from nowhere and not even telling his name.
"Boy, who are you? Where do you stay?" Her husband asked.
The boy looked at both of them and stood calmly , like that.
Then he produced the same sound-"Mew'
Are, what a wicked boy!Sush looked at her husband in wonder.
"Go home boy."
Sush's husband commanded.
It had no effect on the boy. He kept smiling, turning and twisting his body and uttered one more time, 'mew'
Both of them were exasperated by now, with this unwanted visitor who kept mewing at each of their questions.
Her husband told,"I am going to shut you up in the bath room unless you leave immediately. The boy still stood there rooted without buzzing, and with an annoyingly happy expression. He was definitely infinitely naughty.
Sush's husband caught hold of the boy by his arm and took him to the bath room and closed the door for a minute, and when he checked after the minute passed, the boy was standing quietly there. There was no sign of fear on his face, but the smile was gone. He could not understand what to do. So, he just took him by hand softly and let him out of their house.
That afternoon when standing outside their house, Sush saw a neighbour.
As her mind was occupied with the thought of the strange boy who had entered into their house uninvited, she couldn't help asking her about him.
"Oh that boy? Poor boy, he can't speak.He has speech impairment.
Sush was speechless.
She just stood their open- mouthed.
It had never occurred to her that there could be such a boy and such a situation.If only she had come to know...
She remembered the boy's shining face, an speech-impaired boy, enjoying the sight of fish floating in the pond.
She stood there feeling terribly guilty.
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Beautifully narrated... Thanks for writing this...lots of love
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