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Starkhan Posted 15 years ago
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Breaking of my Dream.
AHSAN JAVED
CAAS
J.N.U
Breaking of My Dream
Half night has been past. I am sleeping soundly and dreaming a nice dream, I find myself in a beautiful garden everything is green from leaves to grass, among colored flowers, birds are singing , swift wind is touching my existence, I feel cold but not annoyed, I am breathing and enjoying the fragrance.
Suddenly my mobile rings and I get up rubbing my eyes with both hands. It's my cousin says: Mr. Khan has been gun down on the street, somebody has killed him when he was coming back to home from somewhere. It was such shocking news for me. I was unable to go back in my sweet dream.
There was a nice young man in front of me, around six fit tall, a good soccer player, wide chest, bold enough loudly voice, courageous a lot , never fears from others, in fact he was a brave personality among the youth. Always he used to put a white turbo on his big head.
If he was such great and gentle then why did he get such death, murdered by an stranger ? My memory dragged me towards my childhood. I gave stress on my mind. There was a young boy never went to the school or college, his father used to run a food grains shop, he had enough money for his beloved young boy to make space for his enjoyment. He used to play with his naughty and bad friends day and night. If his father scolds him some times mother was in the favor oh her boy, she always used to defend him. She was a great shelter for him. He started to drink and play gambling with his pocket money and made big money. But soon he got shortness of his pocket money to bear his expenditure.
One day when he was traveling in a local train, saw a newly bride woman wearing her wedding jewellary, sitting next to her husband in a corner of the compartment. He kept his eyes on her jewellery , until the sun went to hide his face. The train was chugging slowly towards the next station, a dim bulb was blinking in the compartment, number of passengers was decreasing simultaneously. Suddenly he asked his friends to pull the chain. They followed his command. Then he went to the bride and snatched her jwellary in a moment and jumped from the train. They flew away and hide themselves until the security guards run after them. This was his first attack and game which pave the way for bigger crimes in his life, It became his passion to commit crime in the darkness of night with innocent passengers, his innocence was gone , now there was not a young man but a ghost in the form of human being.
It is very interesting to know that after some times he was elected as Mukhya ( A political leader ) of his small, illiterate village where is a common concept that the one who commits all sorts of crimes elected as a political leader, it is not only a matter of small village but more or less in entire country it has been happening since the independence. By the way, he went to the jail several times due his corrupt past.
But when it was not a sufficient job for him, he became an spy of police and leaved his previous job as a criminal or as a leader following the openly defeat in the next election and facing many chargers against him.
It is not shocking that he died it has to be happened as per his attitude, but matter of concern is the child who was born just some days ago, who will take care of him, his grand pa , his poor mother , the so-called social activist, relatives ? Who? I think no body can take care of the child better than his or her father. What will he think of when he grows up and comes to know that his father was like that? Will he go on the same path of his father or becomes a noble person just opposite of his father? The first one is most probably to be found. He is now a small plantlike on the Earth, he will grow as per his environment, his thick and strong shadow has been snatched by someone. Had he been a noble and educated person this small baby never would have fear from his good future. Had his father educated him well he would haven't become a criminal. Had his beloved mother never defended him in all the circumstances he would have never dared to be like wicked and cruel. Firstly he got encouragement from his parents. Then his fellows, then his community and then whole village, he never gave them a feeling of proud but he was belonging to a particular community. They were always feeling proud of him. But today nobody is coming forward to assist his small baby. Who is guilty then?
CAAS
J.N.U
Breaking of My Dream
Half night has been past. I am sleeping soundly and dreaming a nice dream, I find myself in a beautiful garden everything is green from leaves to grass, among colored flowers, birds are singing , swift wind is touching my existence, I feel cold but not annoyed, I am breathing and enjoying the fragrance.
Suddenly my mobile rings and I get up rubbing my eyes with both hands. It's my cousin says: Mr. Khan has been gun down on the street, somebody has killed him when he was coming back to home from somewhere. It was such shocking news for me. I was unable to go back in my sweet dream.
There was a nice young man in front of me, around six fit tall, a good soccer player, wide chest, bold enough loudly voice, courageous a lot , never fears from others, in fact he was a brave personality among the youth. Always he used to put a white turbo on his big head.
If he was such great and gentle then why did he get such death, murdered by an stranger ? My memory dragged me towards my childhood. I gave stress on my mind. There was a young boy never went to the school or college, his father used to run a food grains shop, he had enough money for his beloved young boy to make space for his enjoyment. He used to play with his naughty and bad friends day and night. If his father scolds him some times mother was in the favor oh her boy, she always used to defend him. She was a great shelter for him. He started to drink and play gambling with his pocket money and made big money. But soon he got shortness of his pocket money to bear his expenditure.
One day when he was traveling in a local train, saw a newly bride woman wearing her wedding jewellary, sitting next to her husband in a corner of the compartment. He kept his eyes on her jewellery , until the sun went to hide his face. The train was chugging slowly towards the next station, a dim bulb was blinking in the compartment, number of passengers was decreasing simultaneously. Suddenly he asked his friends to pull the chain. They followed his command. Then he went to the bride and snatched her jwellary in a moment and jumped from the train. They flew away and hide themselves until the security guards run after them. This was his first attack and game which pave the way for bigger crimes in his life, It became his passion to commit crime in the darkness of night with innocent passengers, his innocence was gone , now there was not a young man but a ghost in the form of human being.
It is very interesting to know that after some times he was elected as Mukhya ( A political leader ) of his small, illiterate village where is a common concept that the one who commits all sorts of crimes elected as a political leader, it is not only a matter of small village but more or less in entire country it has been happening since the independence. By the way, he went to the jail several times due his corrupt past.
But when it was not a sufficient job for him, he became an spy of police and leaved his previous job as a criminal or as a leader following the openly defeat in the next election and facing many chargers against him.
It is not shocking that he died it has to be happened as per his attitude, but matter of concern is the child who was born just some days ago, who will take care of him, his grand pa , his poor mother , the so-called social activist, relatives ? Who? I think no body can take care of the child better than his or her father. What will he think of when he grows up and comes to know that his father was like that? Will he go on the same path of his father or becomes a noble person just opposite of his father? The first one is most probably to be found. He is now a small plantlike on the Earth, he will grow as per his environment, his thick and strong shadow has been snatched by someone. Had he been a noble and educated person this small baby never would have fear from his good future. Had his father educated him well he would haven't become a criminal. Had his beloved mother never defended him in all the circumstances he would have never dared to be like wicked and cruel. Firstly he got encouragement from his parents. Then his fellows, then his community and then whole village, he never gave them a feeling of proud but he was belonging to a particular community. They were always feeling proud of him. But today nobody is coming forward to assist his small baby. Who is guilty then?
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