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Monday, April 8, 2013

Just another Angel story


His father was the only martyr in the local factory lockout
The police-station said “Go back home, it’s politically sensitive. Too risky to even lodge a complaint.”
The workers’ party had organized for a ceremonial one evening. One speaker even shed tears on stage
The money that the local minster promised- never came in however.

The mother eventually started going to work somewhere-deep in the night
And every morning she would come back & cry for some odd reason.
One night it was raining heavy & some drunken men dragged her out of home
No one knows why she hasn't ever returned after that .It’s been more than a year now.

A 10 year old boy & an even younger sister at home – perennial hunger for company
Just when he was convinced that the world doesn't care, a messiah came knocking at the door.
It was early morning and he had brought rice with him ... some milk for the little sister
“There’s another world beyond the world you've seen” he said “Come. I will take you there “

These days, he goes for early morning classes: they've shown him videos & narrated incidences
Countless are suffering around the world. “And you will stand up for all of them”- the messiah said.
Next week, his training to be a suicide-bomber begins: he’d overheard. “What’s that?”- He asked
“We are training you to be an Angel. And then, you shall fly to the other world”

5 comments:

  1. One mans freedom fighter is another mans terrorist .... Its a very thought provoking composition ..... you have captured and woven many vices in these few lines... in fact, captured few of the most caustic ones, ones that mirror the health of the minds of a nation .... ones that define morality ... ones that define Good and Evil!

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  2. loved the flow ... keep going

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  3. A friend with a look, a touch or a smile...
    Holds ur hand and walks that last mile...
    .....
    Once the bridge is crossed, the deed is done...
    Now there is so much to do, a race to run...
    ....
    That friend becomes a burden, a heavy load...
    So convenient to drop off at the side of the road...!

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