It was self pleasant morning. Self pleasant because last night I was caught by my parents red handed, intoxicated and in unconscious state. In the morning sachem or “chief of the home” poured his hot and hard words into my ears like a melted iron. Praising about my self proud, carefree attitude and lab lab lab…….. I was happy though because finally they came to know about my, this hidden talent. After having all of expected “morning breakfast”. I was half laid, alone in the room, outcasted. This is deep in my house. No body was there. No thoughts in my mind. Just looking out side of the window. I was on 6th floor. From there I can see building at front of my apartment. Those were face to face. I was just staring at no one, with no thoughts, as like it!!.... and even no one was there at whom I can look at, except one boy.
He was on 3rd floor. Clearly visible from the window of my room. But he cannot see me. As he was down and have to look up see me. He must be of age 5 or 6. Busy in playing with his little sports toy car in the balcony of the apartment. He was alone and happy. Actually very happy. A boy of that age cares nothing about, except his toys and fun in playing those. Same was with this boy. He was playing with his car. He was driving it from here to there. Obviously, holding that in his hand. Now for him that floor was like a meadow. That railing was like “Roads of Andes”. Those galipot with small plants were like beep dark forest. Old and useless things placed in the corner of the balcony were like a junk yard or track or “Death race”.
He was steering and taking it to, where ever he wants to. Driving it on the meadow. Gamboling it from there to the Road. Driving jig-jag on roads of Andes . He was driving it with “full control”. From there he drove it to the jungle. He doesn’t care what ever comes in to his way. Galloping his car on the track of death race. He was fast. Going any where, he wants to go. Roaring like an old racing GTO. Tiers are getting abraded.
From death race track he reached to the meadow. From there he took roads of Andes . While driving on that jig-jag road. Car was driving with its full race and suddenly slipped into the deep valley of three floor height. It was so sudden that even I came forward to look the car. After falling from 3rd floor, it was no more in its shape. It was crashed badly. I looked at that boy. looking at the car with wet eyes. The face which was very happy few seconds ago was gone sad. He saw inside then again at the car. He was looking right, left, inside repeatedly and then again at the car as he want help of any one.
Suddenly it flashed in my mind, as like this small accident, do we really have any thing in our control!!! ??? ………… I think NO. what you all think ??!!??
