I Believe That The Life Does Go On

..........Life is just a bivouac for fighting against the entire world. Some who fight well, emerge as heroes ,some who lose while fighting ,they are said to be the losers. But is it right to call a person loser ,who has lost everything ,but his baneful life.

Laksh was his name who indeed was the best regarded boy of his school and society. Everyone around him looked up to him as an inspiration for their lives. Though being the the best boy ,he always tried to do and achieve better things in his life. Indeed he belonged to a rich family,but still he had never hurt any people or so on the earth,instead helped them to the utmost he could do.After returning home from his school,he ran towards his second floor classroom ,made for his special students who were the gardener,the cooks,the maids,the drivers,and the caretaker of his house .He made them learn the things which somehow their parents couldn't manage to.He was helped by his sister Meera at this job.

He was a sixteen year old orphan. The reason for calling him an orphan is that,his mother was dead a few years back,and his father was generally found lying on the floor with a toxic alcoholic breath from his discorded mouth.After the death of Laksh's mother ,his father lost the control over himself and couldn't freed himself from the shadows of alcoholism.

Laksh being a firm boy (as he pretended),had tried to bring up his younger sister alone,not letting her feel the exact pain as he did. Meera was twelve and loved her brother more then anyone did and trusted him blindly.

Days were passing well until one day that changed their lives.That day was Laksh's 17th birthday .The day was going smooth since the morning,until the darkest evening changed everything .Laksh had invited all his classmates to his evening birthday party.

But problems are definitely not our well wishers,who pray for our well being. Sometimes they screw us so much that we are not able to freed ourselves from their bondage. That day Laksh's luck didn't favour him and.........................

It was about 7o' clock in the evening when the party was about to begin .All the arrangements were perfect except the three intolerable creatures of his class who also were invited for the party. They were the the three villains of his class who always envied Laksh for his growing popularity.

All the guests had started coming in with gifts and bouquets for Laksh .He looked handsome in his brown coat with his sister by his side looking just like an angel .It was then when the three villains entered his party with a basket full of alcohol bottles decorated beautifully. They tried to hand it much carefully to Laksh ,but he barred them from doing so .Instead he insisted them to throw the bottles in the bin .This made the villains feel disrespected and they decided to take a frightful revenge upon Laksh .

After a while when the cake was cut , Laksh's friends took him to the dance floor .They were all enjoying well ,except the three unwise monkeys who were determined to take their revenge .They knew that Laksh loved his sister more than himself,so they decided to trap her.

They asked one of the waitor's to call Meera in the store room, saying her that she was being called by her brother. Meera thought that her brother had called her in the store room,so she unknowingly went the store room. As she entered the storeroom,one of the worst boy locked the room and another caught her by her hand. She knew she was trapped. She tried to restrict them from doing so,but.......................... ultimately was defeated,as it was impossible for a small girl to restrict some drunk teenage monkeys. The sound outside was so much that no one could hear her pitiful shout .After a while she could not resist crucifying attack,and perished within a few minutes with a searing pain down her spine.

After sometime Laksh felt something wrong ,and started searching for her sister. He searched for his sister almost everywhere except the storeroom. So he thought of searching his sister there too .As he opened the room he found his sister in the most severe condition as he could ever imagine in his most fearful dreams.By the time he entered everything was over. Laksh sat beside his sister's dead body and wrapped her in his arms ,which were shivering with a mind boggling truth.

But he had no other option than seeing his own little angel ,burning into ashes in front of his own eyes.He felt something choking him down his throat .The next day a relative while entering his room,found Laksh unconscious on the floor crouching his sister's doll.He was immediately taken to the doctor,but he was declared to be in a shocking coma.

May be he has recovered ,may be he has not?Who cares because the life has to go on .

Was Laksh a coward or was he an emotional fool?

Actually ,he was just a loving brother ,who had lost even the last emotional bonding of his life.He had mentally lost the virtue of living as Meera,his sister ,was the last leaf,which fell the day he was born.