A Symphony Of Pain And Emotions

Onam, a 9 years old white-skinned boy, with long hair, big eyes, a left deformed filled with scars ear, a tiny mouth, and a tiny nose sitting on the edge of a street, raising his hand, begging, repeating to himself the same wish he always hopes to get

"Will I get to eat something good today? Will the world gets its colors back again? I wonder... It seems there are quite a lot of people today"

As he's hoping, the sky starts raining, and people start running, the street that filled Onam's heart with hope, got it erased with every step, Onam raises his head up and his hands upper as if he's trying to reach the sky, the sky tears slipping through his fingers, Onam smiles

"You are the only one who understands me, you are crying like you always do, No... No... I'm not sad, even if you did take them away, my presence depends on you, I don't really think I would ever be able to continue if it weren't for you, the only time I can cry on, is when you cry with me"

Onam lowers his head down to the sound of two girls talking

"Is this Onam?"

"Yes, he is, what a poor child... I can't imagine the situation he's in... Losing your family and getting to..."

"Hey! Lower your voice, he can he..."

As the two girls turn their faces looking at Onam, they saw sorrowful eyes, as if they are looking into a bottomless pit, denying their fault and thinking about themselves, they keep running away, not only away from rain, not only from Onam but also from their guilt...

Onam isn't that affected, circumstances built him, even with his short time in such life, his experience is far above what people would expect, the resistance he got to develop is incalculable, he's used to people reminding him of the past he's lived

"Huh, don't people do feel? Will I ever get to be like them someday? I don't want to feel... I don't want this mass filling my heart... I just want it to get off me... I..."

Onam's thoughts get interrupted by a hand holding his shoulder

"Hey there Onam, how are you today?"

As Onam's mouth raises, he hugs Riyadh

"I missed you uncle, where have you been?"

"The same dead eyes... I'm sorry for being away Onam, some bad guys are running around, and I must protect you and everyone from them, so I couldn't find time... Take this"

Riyadh gives Biryani to Onam, a plate filled with a mixture of rice, potato, onion, spices, and chicken, Onam takes it immediately and starts eating

"Thanks, uncle"

As his tears are dropping and his mouth is filled, he looks at Riyadh in the eyes

"You are my savior, I've heard about what's called a prophet, someone who comes and saves people, you are him aren't you?!"

As Onam's words reach Riyadh, he buries Onam's head within his chest, preventing him from seeing him crying, talking to himself

"Onam... I hope that I'm the person you think I'm... I will get a house someday... I will shelter you... I... I'm sorry..."

Riyadh kisses Onam's head and smiles

"Be brave kid, I will be right back just after getting those bastards"

"You will get them, I'm sure about that"

Riyadh gets in his police car and drives away

Onam gets in his tent, relying on the wall, after some time passes, a piece of music starts playing from the bar his tent relies on