Motivating story to read - Another
man's
folly
.......He paid the price for another man’s
folly.
One life gone, 2 people dead !
A mother is devastated, she is howling with pain,
yelling
all she can in that dark and dingy corner of her four by four kholi.
There was nobody to hear her yell and not a soul to pacify her,
because
outside her shack is a long winding lonely road. There was no
existence of
mankind for miles and miles ahead. The wind was at rest, the leaves
didn’t
rustle and no resonance of a barking dog, silence filled the air.
Loneliness
was already killing her, but no one knows what made her cry?
Losing something you love with all your heart
isn’t
really the grief you can ever overcome. Radha lost her baby. Her
only means
to live. She saw her child getting crushed under a car in front of her own
eyes. Blood was all over and the accident was terrible. One lonely
night,
she was walking down the street t get a breath of fresh air with
her child
cuddled tight in her arms. She walked a long time s till she saw the
face of
mankind (in the evilest form).
The whole time she walked with her child in her
arms the
only thing that worried her was Aryans (her son’s) future. What kind
of a
person will he be? Will he make me proud? How much light is life
going to
bring in his existence? She was imagining and feeling every day of
the
Childs growth, and what she
had in store for him. But who knows what’s in
store for us tomorrow, life can change in the splits of a second.
Talk about
destiny, all those dreams hopes and expectations were snatched away
from her
in an instant. Her smiles were frowns and her faith just crumbled,
like a
deal soul in a living, rather breathing body.
This is how it happened…. On that abandoned road,
were a
few streetlights barely sufficient? There was this one light that
was
visible from a distance, but as it came closer it got brighter and
brighter.
That light changed radha’s life into darkness forever. A speeding
car came
down that road, as if the driver
had jammed the accelerator, cutting across
the wind. He came at a speek of 110kmph throwing beer bottles out of
his
half open window. He was definitely drunk, the speed took everything
in its
path. Just then, there was a loud cry, and silence set in again.
The cry of
a baby and no sight of a child.
Ironically the mother wasn’t hurt, not a scratch
on a
body, not a bruise on her arm. She opened her eyes and didn’t she
Aryan, her
vision was blur. After a few minutes when her sight cleared up she
looked
all over frantically for her baby, but alas! There was nothing. Just
then
she noticed something about then feet away it was blood draining
into the
gutter’s, and pieces of minced flesh, laying there saying so much
without
saying anything at all. The blood of her baby,
the
child who hadn’t even seen life,
He paid the price for another man’s folly. The
same little child whose future was just being planned.
Simple, don’t
drink and drive. You could take a life, but kill a number of people.
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