The Storyteller

Things changes..Yes, indeed it does.. It’s a simple law that revolves around us.. But do not know why things are changing so fast.. AM I WALKING SLOWLY.. Or things were not exactly as I had thought about.. There were no Commitments.. Nothing as such.. No promises of being there in joys & sorrows.. Still there was something.. Do not know what.. That joined them with a knot of trust.. Things were already totally different..Like the two sides of a coin.. Those that cannot come along..Though they even did not make an effort for the same.. They used to feel empty without a day’s conversation..Now things are not the same.. Same may be the days but not those two sides of that coin.. A Silent tear..an empty joy may fall from the eyes of one..but that’s not known to the other..

Tears are the Unspoken words which comes directly from the heart. They say those things which even words can't express. Few weeks back i had experienced the power of tears which makes me shiver even today.Every moment it makes me realize that i am the only reason for their tears. This is what i don't want to carry throughout my life..THE GUILT IS STILL THERE..EMBEDDED DEEP INSIDE THE CRUST OF MY HEART.. I just wanted to be the reason of their Smile..but..but.. Actually..during my internships at Allahabad,i came across the biggest truth which India as a whole is carrying along for years.Its the hunger..the scream..the pain of a child for FOOD Clothing and Shelter..The basic necessity of life.. About 10 to 15 families from Sonbhadra, largest district of Uttar Pradesh,India had migrated to Allahabad or rather i can say that they had been forced to leave their home and land. Now their condition is worst than Street dogs [Very sorry for using this kind of language but its t