Recycle

Part 2

Sachin did not have his breakfast yet. He was still searching for a good place which would provide him fresh food. After roaming for 10 minutes he had found the place. The food was alright. It was dumped a few hours back.

Sachin was a roadside resident under the gigantic flyover. The reason of his name was no more exceptional than other people. His cricket lover mother wanted to make him a successful cricketer. A big dream emerged from a roadside shelter.

Sachin was enjoying the paneer masala and paratha left over near the dustbin. The smell of the butter had suppressed the odour the dustbin. Munching on the paratha, his eyes struck with a glowing light under a plastic. Quickly he pushed aside the plastic and discovered a new watch which was also working fine. Enlightened with the new discovery, he forgot everything. He rushed to his mother to show her the new item. After seeing the watch, a glow came to her eyes and face. She was relieved that it would provide them with 1-week good food. "Where did you get this?" She asked. He explained with joy the story behind his discovery. Kamala noticed his fondness and eagerness to keep the watch. Sensing it might be a loss in her one week plan, she decided to take away the watch but not forcibly.

The sun was about to set and the sky was painted orange and red. A glimpse of the beautiful natural painting was visible from the hole in the shelter. Sachin was sleeping peacefully inside the torn and temporary shelter at the roadside. The watch, placed under his hand over the chest was still glowing. Kamala took the advantage of his sound sleep and cautiously took the watch away. But as soon as she took it away, she felt some energy in it.

The old man was taking a nap his old antique shop. His peaceful sleep broke with the continuous shouting of Kamala from outside. "Chacha! Chacha! Are you in there?" With an annoying face, the old man at his 70 came out. "What? Why are you shouting like hell? The old man cannot even see a sweet dream for you people." She showed him the watch. After examining for 5 minutes, he advised Kamala to take it to the Choti Bazar (Small Market). They could offer a good price for it. He even told her not to settle less than 2000 rupees. Kamala was happy. At last, she could get some good life after so many years. She rushed to Choti Bazar. She roamed in different watch shops in the market. No one was ready to offer more than 1000 rupees.

She started shivering in fear. She could see the blue LED light on the dial was glowing brighter and brighter. She could feel the immense energy it was emitting. With fear, she sold the watch at last in a fair amount of 1500 rupees. A sigh of relief and fear both were grasping her.

The Sun had totally gone under the western sky. A ray of light still could be seen in the sky. The street lights had started sparkling everywhere. Sachin came out of his shelter after a delightful sleep. He was still unaware of the watch. His mind was searching for his mother, who never used to leave him alone after the sun goes down. He could see a crowd 50 meter away from him. Pushing aside the legs of the people, he was trying to see the matter behind the gathering. After an immense effort, he succeeded in moving inside the crowd. He could see a woman was lying in a pool of blood. The face was covered so he could not recognize the woman. Then suddenly it started raining and a gust of wind came and blew away the cover of the face. It was his mother - Kamala.