LIFE IS CRUEL AT TIMES...BUT WHO DO WE PUT THE BLAME ON...


Ayan was studying in class 5 in a convent school. As always, Ayan was getting ready to go to school, as always his mother had forced him to wake up and he always hated it as he never got enough sleep. But he loved it as he got to meet his friends every day, studies never interested him but the fact that he got to meet his friends, sit with them , play with them always excited him. It was so much fun.

He got ready and stepped out of the house, bidding good bye to his mom, he started walking to the bus stop. The bus stop was quite near to his house, he had to cross the road in front of his house and walk  a mere 100 metres. His bus would come in around 5 minutes, till the time he left house and got into the bus, his mother would stand at the door step of their house watching him, once he got into the house, she would close the door and began her daily chores.

Ayan was about to reach the bus stop when some stray dogs started following him, ayan  feared they may bite him and started walking fast.The dogs started barking at him, ayan didn’t know what to do and then sudden ly heard his mother calling him, son,” beta don’t run, don’t fear, stay there, I am coming”.His mother started running towards him, the dogs were barking , clinking their teeth. Ayan saw his mother coming towards him, his mother was constantly telling him to stay there but fear took over him and he ran towards his mother.The dogs ran after him and that very moment, a bus coming from the right at a fast pace hit him, crushing him to death. His mother ran towards him but it was too late, Her son breathe his last before she reached the spot. Blood was spilled all  over the place  and everything looked so scary . She took his dead body into her arms and stared at his beloved son who was alive just some few moments ago.In a moment, her world was set upside down. All this looked like a nightmare to her,ayan is not dead, he will come back and play with me again. He is not dead, she thought.

Meanwhile the driver who was riding the bus fled the spot and the angry crowd set the bus  on fire.

Whose mistake was it, why did the accident take place, did ayan deserve a death like this,
Surely the bus driver would have never wanted to kill an innocent child like this, he was doing his job when suddenly a kid came in between, though he pressed the breaks but it was too late and the bus had hit the child…his bad luck..he will be called a  murderer now…..for the rest of his life….
a mother lost her child ….lots of dreams were lost that day..lots of hopes were shattered that day….whom do we put the blame on….i don’t know…life is so cruel at times…


What I can learn from this incident is to cherish my dear ones, to love them as much as possible…you never know when the last good bye would be…...

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