Incomplete Dreams...


"Look at him, he is working so hard but you are so lazy" my mom said me showing a guy who was about 9 years old. He was hitting the stone to turn into peddles. "Suman are you hungry?" Mom asked him and gave the packet of biscuits I was eating.

Suman's family used to live in my village. I had heard they migrated to our village only a few years ago. They were from so called lower caste family therefore many people in the village didn't want to be close to them and help them. His father used to work as a blacksmith. He used to work so hard all day sitting near the burning coal so that his family could have dinner. Suman had four sisters and three brothers. It was so difficult for their parents to feed eight children. His mother used to go to others field to work and bring some food that the owner of the field gives. Two of his sister were away from home working in someone else home. Suman, his brother suraj and his younger sister used to study in the same school as I used to. His sister and I was in the same class. Suman used to study in class four and we were in class two. Suraj used to make the peddles waking up early sitting near school for building school. And he used to get paid some penny. 

One day, Suraj went away from the home with the letter saying he won't return back until he earns some money. So there were none to make peddles but they had to do it otherwise they would be hungry. So Suman started making peddles early in the morning then he used to go school and again make peddles after the school. 

It was Saturday. We were sitting in the he talking to each other. We heard someone shouting like mad. We came out and looked around. We saw suman's father and mother were walking around shouting picking up the dirt. Sometimes sleeping in the floor and sometimes laughing. We thought they were drunk and ignored. They were like that for half an hour so we thought to say to Suman to take his parents to home. My neighbours started calling his name Suman Suman but there was no response. After calling him for 5 minutes people thought he was aslept. A man coming nearby his house said Suman was sleeping outside the home and his sister was laying near the pathway to walk. Looking at their parent's situation going worse people tried to go near them. His mother fainted after crying and laughing continuously for 10 minutes. People put water on her mouth and face. She slowly opened her eyes. Then she started crying saying my children. People were scared. They suddenly went to her house. The condition of Suman was so worse. He was shivering. His eyes were closed. He wasn't able to speak anything. People saw some datura seeds near him and asked if he ate datura.

His mother cried and said we had nothing to eat in home and we all were so hungry. We saw a plant of datura nearby our home, we brought and everyone ate that. Suman was so hungry so he ate alot. After eating that I lost my control I don't know what happened. Only now I can sense things. Listening this everyone cried. My father suddenly called a jeep to take Suman to district hospital in the city. The Jeep came. Upto that his father was also back to sense and his younger sister was also consicous. The condition of Suman was making me cry. He was shivering alot. His skin was dry. He was salivating alot. He was flushing. He was having difficulty in speech. He wasn't able to speak anything. People carried him into the seat of jeep. He was trying to say something looking at his parents but he wasn't able to. He wasn't able to speak even a single word. His heart was beating so fast. He was suffering from severe atropine poisoning. The Jeep started moving and everyone was praying for him.

I wasn't able to think anything except him. He was so good at study. He always used to say u will study alot and work to eradicate poverty so that no any Suman have to cry being hungry and no any Suraj have to run away from home due to starvation. I was praying he should live to fight against the discrimination between rich and poor and so called high caste and low caste. After 30 minutes I listened Suman breathed his last in the way to hospital 😔. 

His dreams are still incomplete. People are still dying of hunger and there still exist discrimination.

Spread love🖤


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