I reached the shop very late today. It was raining heavily here and because of that there was no much walk-in customers. Me and the staff were happily sitting and cracking jokes, having tea and omelet bought from nearby hotel. Few minutes later, a man, must be in his early 30s walked into the shop, asked the staff a good quality dress for 7 years old boy. He chose the first shirt our staff showed him. Asked for a pant matching the size of the shirt and while he asked, I could see that the words were not coming out of his mouth. He was biting his upper lips to avoid bursting into tears but tears were gushing out of his eyes uncontrollably. My eyes teared up seeing him. I empathize very fast, which is my biggest positive and negative. I dont know his pain but I knew it was tearing him apart. While paying the bill, I was looking at him. When our eyes met and realizing I was feeling sorry for him, he said I lost my boy.. and without completing the sentence burst out crying, sitting on the floor. Until then he was trying hard to hold the tears, but he couldnt anymore. I went near him and tried to console him. He started crying so loud that even the neighboring shop staff came running to our shop. I dint know what to tell him. I embraced him with one arm, and tried to console him but in vain. He kept saying How will I tell this to Bindu ?, her heart will burst if she knows our son is not going to come back home. I dont know how to tell her... He kept crying. After few minutes, I asked one of our staff to accompany him to the hospital and wait until a relative arrives. While they walked towards the hospital, I kept looking at him. There is no words in any language, that could ease the pain of that father, who is walking back to hospital with the most expensive dress available to bid his 7 year old son, the last goodbye. There is no words soothing enough in any language to break the news of her sons death to that mother. I dont know how they would spend a day in that house where his little voice wont echo anymore. Some questions in this world doesnt have answers. All I can do is helplessly sit here and pray for the soul of that little boy and wish and pray that, his parents get the courage to go through this phase. He will forever and eternal live in his parents life, as a beautiful memory. May his soul rest in peace.
Posted on: Tue, 06 May 2014 12:12:20 +0000
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