back to young age of bermingham:
" i m bermingham.. my workers used to call me bermi.. and the town people named me as 'ginger'... which is the name of my booze shop...
ever since i started my booze selling
i had got into one of the top booze selling shops in all over the country
as i was famous all over my town..
the villagers started calling me
'ginger'
a booze seller job is not only selling his new alcohols... he should also live for the society.. i use to help my friends and society.. that's how they are close to me.
always i made many designs to my new booze label.. i used to do experiments on alcohol to get new tastes..
and i use to be with my co worker who always supports me.. actually he is my childhood friend.. name richard.. when he was jobless.. i kept him as my patner in some shares of trading booze.. and i helped his marraige with his love
thats how my friends trusted me
and the people and villagers use to respect me by seeing my position.. as a owner of 'ginger'
then .. i married my love.. ' sara'
sara is my childhood girl friend. but she didn't seen my name and fame.. she always use to tell that.. your position is in the town.. but not in my home..
and you should not be proudish every time
these words she use to tell me every time.. but i never listened her motivations
i made my mind and my body to be proud and helpful
i trusted my position through 'ginger'
because,
one day.. when i m going in my new ford car.. suddenly i pressed the brake infront of a small child who was playing on the road.. and i got hurt on my forehead.. blood was bleeding.. i think i m fainting
then nearby shop owner recognised me and he took me to a hospital
after i was discharged .. i went to pay the total due.. then they said.. that they dont require me to pay.. because of fame ('ginger) '..and.. i helped them some money to their hospital's owner... in construction of that hospital.. so they gave me free treatment...
thats how i kept all my hopes on my position
never i stopped trusting
my business grown up
many foreign brands came to make deals with 'ginger'
somehow forieng brand manager made an agreement with me.. to export booze to other nations
... and for two months i sat with peace in my home
after some days
a good news came that sara was pregnant.. i was so happy
by then she was angry with me
that sara didnt agreed to explore 'ginger'
she is scared that my fame will hurt me some day
somehow i consoled her
....
the next day she was serious with lung disease
i admitted her in a hospital
with kind i trusted again my position.. that it will save my life
doctor said that.. she is too serious.. and i should be beside her
because her disease may cause the baby or her life
....
then one fine night.. my co worker rushed to me.. saying that
the foreigner made us fool
he took all the booze stocks and secret of my alcohol taste with him without informing me
then i rushed to my shop.. not even a single booze bottle left
he made a deal with my manager and stealed my taste secret, preparation method
but i may be happy that.. if i didnt made deal with other sellers
i took advance money.. that was the mistake i did
cops raided my shop.. and my house
they passed a statement that to pay the advance money along with extra charges
i sold my house and shop to pay them
then i called the hospital to check my sara's condition with my co worker mobile
they said that operation must be done
as soon as 'ginger' collapsed... the truth spreaded whole town
i talked to owner of that hospital about my wife's situation
he said that he didn't remembered me
.......
sara died...
her last words were still in my mind
ever i had cried like that
my tears fallen on the ground
...
slowly after my life partner's death.. i started working in some shops as a barman
.. ever i regret that
"dont trust your position or ownership
and no hopes on ur position"
it will just give you memories to remember
.............
" how did you get dad?"
when sara was with me... she use to say that shall we adopt a boy
but i rejected her.. i didn't felt happiness in that kind
but after she died... i regreted my mistake that i lost a baby along with mother
so i adopted your dad... and he knows that tooo
" what ... he knows?.. then why he is betraying you all the time.. and being far away without you grandpa"
no.. he is the son of my best friend richard..
richard left the town without any description... when i m left alone
some say that he became mad.. and psychological disorder
and left the town
so ur dad was left alone like me... so he joined me as my son
at certain age he is nice
but after some ages he looked his own life... but he never betrayed me
you misunderstood
" hmm.. so i miss grandma"
" i dont know that... that is god's mistake or my mistake"
....
" so my boy... i say that dont keep too much expectations on your position"
"position will not last"
YOU ARE READING
GINGER (a short story)
Short Storythis is a short story, about an old man who has his past..and tells his grandchild.. that how his position or fame made his life miserable "that position will not last forever"
