Cries Of War

chapter 3

Up decide to join the army. To serve the nation. To protect my Irene. I have successfully completed my training and all I have to do is to join the army. My inner self tells me that I should take some rest. I am going to the bank to get the money my parents gave me when they departed from me. That helped me stay in a secured place for ten years. Now I am 20. I am at an age where I am capable of doing things on my own. Parents would also tell me to do the same... if they were here. Being indecent is the strongest trait you can ever have. Being independent gives you confidence. Indepence can make an ant view itself as an elephant my father told me. But papa I can't live on my own... I tell him. You won't. God will be inside you. He will take care. Learn to not depend on others otherwise you will never learn to live he told me. I burst into tears running into a room where I burst out even more. I can hear my parents talking outside. My father tell my mother not to console me. He says some more things but my ears were blocked by the mourning of my soul... I don't understand why my parents did it in the first place. Oh thought we would all be together no matter what. But now I am here on this autorikshaw in this very new world and my family... I don't ever know if they are all still alive. The driver stops and asks if the money. I accident give him a hundred rupee more and he calls me and got be a it back. I am surprised as it is very hard to see such an honest soul in the era of bitterness and untruth. I smile Nd tell him to keep it. A small poor child comes in our way. " I lost my father in war and my mother is dying. I have three baby sisters and I have to feed them all. If not for me please give at least some amount for my sister's. By at least ensuring they have food, my burden will be reduced" he tells crying. Tears swell up in my eyes, her when I see something incredible. The auto driver give the boy all the amount he had in his pocket. "Here, have this and take care of your sisters properly" he said with a smile. The boy cries in tears of happiness and runs to his house shouting in happiness. The auto driver got on to his vehicle. I stop him. "What money will you have?" I ask him. He smiles "I have everything" he tells me. "How? I ask him confused. "Money is not at all a matter when compared to the happiness the child got when I gave him this. Till today I was thinking that I was the most unfortunate human being on earth. But seeing this little boy changed my opinion completely. His heart has already been scarred by death of his father in war. Now his mother, his guiding Angel has also fallen in the traps of death. More then himself he cares about his sister's. A person has already become a God when they put others before them. That's why I felt there is nothing wrong in giving him all my money. What is the use of being a human when we don't have humanity.". His words bring me to deep realisation. The auto driver gets back on his auto and moves forward. I stand there gazing at the surroundings.....

Life can strike you back at the most unlikely of times... I decide not to go to the bank, some deep instinct tells that joining the army will be no different. I decide to go back to the lodge where I am staying. On my way back home I see any people begging. Some humans are generous enough to give them money. There's don't even treat them like human beings. Our society is divide only due to money. This world is not a place for talents, character and humanity. If a man has money, he has the world in his hands. Humans are driven by craziness for money, for greed of money, the love of money. I recall a quote which I came through in the years of my gurukul. "When the power of love overcomes the love of power, the world will know peace. " I chuckle to myself. There is no way this world will become a utopia. There will always be evil in order to create a balance. That's what the Chinese yin yang tell us. That good and bad co exist. My deep thoughts are interrupted by a car that horns loudly. From what I see I interpret that a bike had clashed into a car and the owners were fighting. One man shouts a bad word on the other. The other man gets enraged and goes to slap them. I decide to go and stop their fight. Both should accept their own mistakes and keep moving on. Fighting isn't the solution. I walk forward and stop the man's hand from slapping the other. He looks at me like I am doing something crazy. "What is the matter, it's better to be calm and solve it" I tell him. He gives me a mocking laugh. The other man also starts laughing. " are you any God to tell me what do to?" He asks me. I smile back gently at him. "No I am not God. But I believe if God was here he would not want you to do what you are doing now" I tell him. He laughs arrogantly even more. "So you are telling me God doesn't want me to fight?". "Of course" I tell him back, hoping he would understand. "Then can you call God to pay my auto insurance, or can you fix my car for me". I don't know what to say. Fighting with fools will only make us fools. I laugh and step back down. "Stupid fellow. He thinks he can solve all my petty problems" I hear him whisper. I decide not to interrupt anymore and silently walk away from the angry crowd. Then I suddenly hear silence. I turn back and see a cop who made himself through the fight. My heart fills with some hope to see peace. But the police states the two men are making public dispute and snatches money away from them and walks on. I am astounded by what just happened there. Society is going out of reach. Those who control the society must first have self control. But when I turn to look everywhere there are pigs fighting for money. Money is the only thing you need to survive in a society with only people and no humans. I reach lodge and go lie on the bed. I sigh out loud worried about where the society was going. Irene was never like this. It was a small village where there were the purest of souls. Even if one found the rarest treasure, he would always find a way to divide it among every single person in the village. That was the basic principle our whole village laid foundation on. A society of sharing and caring. A tear rolls down my face as my body fills with the feeling of solitude. Before I do anything else, I decide to go and find my family. To find my Irene