Prejudice

Prejudice

He was humiliating himself on the stage, at first with his un-funny jokes and then with his poorly executed magic. Silence turned to boos and soon the crowd began to throw pennies. Most missed, but some struck him in the face painfully. He tried to continue. These people had paid big to attend this benefit. 

Nearby his wife and her friend watched the disaster. "God, you must be completely humiliated," the friend said. His wife looked at her with astonishment. "Humiliated?" she asked, "He's raising money for kids with cancer. I've never been more proud of anyone in my life."

via Quora:Jay Bazzinotti

Love you. Forever.

Love you. Forever.

You said you loved, I ignored 

you said you cared, I didn't believe you 

you constantly texted, I never replied 

you called, I hung up. 

You asked me to stay back, I left making excuses. 

Got a bus to board, got a class, running late, got a train 

Never did you complain 

I was rude, I was bitchy, I was full of attitude 

You were a calm and a composed dude 

This made you think you bugged me, I thought so too, 

But that was not the case .

No more texts, no more calls, never did you wish to meet me again 

There was silence all over, and I missed you 

My heart wanted to call you up, it wanted to text, but my brain denied. 

Ego. 

Everytime the phone rang, everytime it beeped, I ran to see your name, but failed. 

Then came the day, you said hey 

Holding my breath, I asked where you were 

You asked me if I even cared

I said I cared, you ignored 

I said I missed you, you didn't believe me 

I texted, never came a reply 

I called, the phone kept ringing

It was over, I thought. He didn't love me anymore. He would've found another lucky woman. My ego had burnt me to ashes. Ten years passed by. Time flew. Never did I forget him. Nor did I forget, the lesson I learnt because of him. Lives changed. I had moved on. Then came the day, the day of our college reunion. Wrinkled faces all over, excited, with little kids around them. Young couples from college, now mature parents. We could've been one of them, I thought. 

My eyes scanned through, through everything that came on my way. There was everyone except the one I was looking for. I left the hall, convincing myself, that he wouldn't be as excited to meet me, as I was, for him. My heart made me run to that little cottage, which could've been mine. One old woman welcomed me with smiles. She knew my name, I was surprised.  Then came little kids running around. They knew me well too. He had found his love. I confirmed.

Then came a beautiful lady, excited.  ”Brother always said you'd come. I'm so glad to meet you. My kids have grown up having heard stories about you.”, she exclaimed.

So, it's his sister, I thought. I asked her where he was. Had he moved to the city with his family?

She smiled. She said, “It’s been ten years. They had lost him. Cancer ate him up from within.”

When I thought he ignored me, he was in pain.

He was dying with grief, and I, doubted his love.

“He has left this for you “, said Stella. There came a pink card.  It said, “Smile, and move on. Hope you've found someone you deserve. Hope he cares for you more than how much you care for me. You said you cared. I believed you. I wanted you to move on”.

Yes. I never deserved a man like you. I broke down. “Meet you in the heaven, after eighty years “, he added.

We would never meet. I know. Because heaven, is not for people like me. Let's meet in the next life at least. Where I'd be the guy, and you be my girl.  I'm sure you'd do a better job. 

Love you. Forever.

via Quora

Brave girl

 Brave girl

She hailed from a lower middle class family in Haryana and was the toper of her class. Her teachers, neighbors and principal had praised her on almost all occasions. She had participated, organized and had received many prizes at various events. But all waste, she was diagnosed with cancer and had only one and half year more. Her father was running a general store and his earnings were just sufficient to feed his family well. Today they were in Delhi, some agent had called them and had promised for getting them help from an NGO. But it was just a hoax, he asked for 1 Lakh rupees advance, for mere a promise of getting them help from a famous liquor manufacturer, who was also trying his luck in elections. They look lunch at a small restaurant outside ISBT bus stand. This place was not very clean, smoke of frying oil, flies and heat of chilling summer had made it worst; they finished it fast and moved inside bus stand. 

She saw tears in her father’s eyes, while waiting for the bus. She wanted to ask her father for stop trying. She was neither sad nor afraid, not even from the thought of dying. But instead of spending her last one year on her treatments,  she wanted to do so many other things. Mount Everest was always on the top of her to do list. She wanted to visit China, Pakistan and few European countries as well. She wanted to be a biker as well. She still had a poor memory of her first failed try, when she had got her hand fractured two years ago. She woke up with bus horn and saw her dad picking their bags and rushing for seat. Its always a struggle to get a bus seat at Delhi. Her dad managed to get only one seat. Bus was full. After 25 minutes bus was on the outskirts of Delhi, she was sitting and her dad was looking at a salesman who perhaps had a pain in his throat but was still trying to sell some home made oil, with his best efforts. Bus stopped and so many people came rushing in the bus. A girl in her twenties came and stood near her father. She was wearing goggles, had ear phones in her ears, chewing gum in her mouth and a smart phone, probably an android based. She was smiling while typing something on her phone. 

Barely an hour had passed, most of the passengers were taking naps, few ladies on the back side were chatting; two siblings, a boy and a girl, both less than 10, were fighting for the window seat. Amidst this silence, there came a tight slap on that man’s face. Whole bus came to consciousness. That girl was shouting at that man who was in shock and was unable to comprehend the situation. The little girl stood up and started pushing that girl away from her father. Soon all the passengers were either participating in this or were enjoying the free show. Driver had stopped the bus and was shouting at few youngsters who were recording the whole incident. Conductor asked and pushed that man to get down from the bus.

After ten minutes that man was standing on the road with her daughter, tears rolling down his cheeks. He was too ashamed to look into the eyes of his daughter. To break this silence, her daughter said, “Dad, I know you have not done anything. Just remember the problems never come alone and tough times are the tests that God takes.”

They were standing at a deserted place on NH 1 and bus was out of sight now. Somebody had given a seat to the brave girl. But just two seats behind that girl, two young boys were happy at their luck today and were scared for what could have happened to them today.