Orange (Completed)

1. Found some one

It was a beautiful day. Where the clouds had convinced the sun to share the sky together equally. The cherry blossoms were blooming in this beautiful season of spring. But there was this boy who had no time to look at the beautiful scenery in front of his porch. A hail storm was going on in his little 11 years heart. His eyes were cloudy and barely managed to hold the rain that threatened to spill any time. For him this beautiful weather turns out to be a mocking gesture. He felt like the nature too laughed at him. When the tears spilled, the bruises on his face started burning due to the salty tears. He hissed in pain. It burned but not as much as his heart ached. He wanted to wipe his tears and man up but deep down he knew he had to let those tears out or else he did drown in them. He looked up at the sky and mumbled to himself, "Will I have to be bullied just because I am a nerd and wear glasses." He examined his broken glasses which rested on his bare palm. This was the third time he got them broken by those slightly taller boys at school and continued speaking, " Then let it be so I will stop studying. Let the fate do whatever it wants to do to me. In place of being wrongly accused why not actually be so." He kept on blabbering, blaming and crying. 

He had told his parents but they ignored it considering it as a childish. 

He was so caught up with his feeling that he didn't at all notice the lady who kept on looking at him intensely. Trying to understand a little about the situation the boy was in. At the end she realised he had indeed lost his path and on top of it had reached a crossway in the path of his life. He was actually a mere traveller of life searching for an inn to rest from this highway of life and all he needed was a guide to show him the right loophole, which would also be his exit from his agony. She had a knowing smile on her face when she reached the little boy and sat beside him and sighed. The boy felt the presence and a soothing warmth of someone beside him. He looked up and immediately wiped his eyes with his sleeves. The sleeves were indeed efficient to remove his tears but couldn't remove the bruises on his face. He being a young gentleman wiped his eyes, combed his hair with his hand in a haphazard manner and straightened himself and looked at the lady beside him who seemed to be in her late 30s or early 40s . Looking at the little effort of the boy towards his impression made her chuckle and she had to bit her lips to stop herself from laughing out loud. She thought that if she asks him anything about his state it would easily convince the kid to run away. So she tried a different approach. While coming towards the kid, her eyes didn't leave the wristwatch which had a big print of the cartoon movie 'Zootropolis'. The main characters had to suffer bully and other discriminations but still they fought through it together . The characters of the movie imprinted in her mind because after a long session of pleading she herself had allowed her son to watch it—The only bunny cop 'Judy Hopps' and her partner the fox 'Nicholas Wilde'. She smiled because of her slight knowledge about the kid.

"O my God, little boy do you want to change this world to as beautiful as 'Zootopia' ?"