So my life is going great.. and fine.. actually enjoying ma bacheor life with ma intimate friends
and family....
if you are riding in bike, or in your personal car you would be missing most important opportunity
to observe the life of others...
Greeto, I dont know what should i call him, a friend, brother, philosopher, sometimes I felt that he is an mirror image of mine, but sometimes an inverted image of mine, Sometimes he act like a brave man, Sometimes a coward who can’t tell his love to his love. I didn’t give a place in my heart for him, but he just take some portion from there. He would be surprised if he read this story completely
@ Nehru Park 4.50 PM
*********************
It's our new place for hunting (Vaynottam).
He took a pen and write these lines in his diary
"Isn't it unfair of the windows to punish the breeze that carries the fragrance of sandalwood?
Is silence the reply of the eyes to my question of love?
My love, it would just take a moment to express my love
But to actually prove it, I need a lifetime"
I just started ma mission in that time, and he was busy with his new poem. After some minutes the park was filled with lot of girls and boys.
we were sitting far away from the crowd, since it's better place for our mission. After minutes i found a group of nuns standing near the road, actually they can see us.
After some seconds Greeto finished his poem and joined with ma mission, and we started talking about the girls around there
Greeto: MMM, Look at yaar, She is an Angel.. Look at her eyes, it's Shining Na ?
me: Yes Buddy mmm, Look at the green one, She is looking at me, what if she going to say, if i asked to go for a dinner?
Greeto: Hmmm, My entire life is hanging by the edges of your eyes?
Me : mmm, Enough.
Like this... we spend 30 mts there.
now my eyes were deflected by a Nun, she was waving her hand at us,
I just kicked Greeto's leg, and said she is calling there..
Greeto: Can we just escape.
me: No, just come, I think she wants to talk with us
we just walked near to her
Me: Hi sister,
nun: Hi,am Mary, I just want to tell a story about girl, if you are intrested
me, Greeto: mmm, actually we were bit confused..
nun: I kow what you were doing there.. and you have to listen this, otherwise you cant understand what my children were thinking...
Me: what, what you are talking about ?
Mary: Just be calm
Greeto: Okey we are ready to hear you.
Nun: okey, we are from Pope Paul Mercy Home, and these boys and girls are (with uniform) are my childeren, some of them are mentally retarded, some of them don’t have ability to talk, hear, and can you see a girl who covered her face and sitting behind your bench?
me: Missed her.
Greeto: Yah,
Mary: can you just observe her?
me: Okey, Now i can see her long beautiful hands were shivering... what’s happening to her .. and she was wiping her face with towel.. and she repeaded again and again i cant understand her problem, she is crying.. wiping her face.. again crying, I said
Mary: Her name is Nima, her father burnt her face before 1 year, and she just loose her mind and eyes.
she was so beautiful, and i know why his father did it to her, But i can’t tell it now.
one year....one year i didn’t see any emotions from her side, now i see something, may be your words hurt her a lot. Am so sorry to tell like this, but you both have to help me, you know one thing these kids don’t like these type of public place, heights, water... that’s why i bring them here. I want to tell the world that they have words, they have voice, they have emotions, and i want to show the people that they exists.
Do you know, i have a dream, i just want to take each of these Children to the top of the Everest, and want to hear what they are saying there, and want to feel what they are feeling now and want to hug them with love and pride, I just dont wan to pull them in to the dark room.
can you help me? please ??
me : am just little bit puzzled, confused.. I just looked at Mary's eyes..
At that time Greeto take two steps back and looked at me, I know what he was thinking at that time.
He just ran away from the scene and stopped near Nima, and Sat nearer to her..
Nima: Sister am i Beautiful???
Greeto: Yes you are,
"You and you alone, are the seven colored one,
You and you alone, are the one who fills my mind with all the colors
My shadow/soul, seven colored one, one who fills my mind with colors
You are something beautiful, why are you so distant?
Are you a dream or a figment of my needs? Oh seven colored one!
This time at least, Tell me where this wild wind is going stop a while
' Your eyes touched me so, that there were delicate drops flickering
My heart realized/felt it"
The words was just flowing from his mouth, and he touched her cheeck I can see some tears from Greeto's eyes. I cant hear what they were talking now, But I can read it from her face, she was so happy, and my Buddy too
me: isn’t it beautiful sister? I just turned ma head, i didn’t see her there.. where she was gone ? I just asked myself, after some time i found her, she was carrying a girl to slide on a slider,
me: Hi Sister,
Mary: Hi,
Me: Thank u, Thank you for everything, You have just opened our minds and eyes.
Mary: me, How ? I dont know you ?? why you are thanking me ?
me: what?? you just told a story, and we were there..and you just showed us Nima?
Mary: How did you know her? please don’t disturb her? she is... I cant tell it.. Please it's none of your business
I just called Greeto and described everything to him, and he was shocked and didnt shut his mouht for minutes
me: whats happening ? maybe she was acting like that, to avoid our presence,
Greeto: no, she won’t lie
me: Hmm, may be some hallucination ?
Greeto: no, bcoz we both saw her, feel her..
me: maybe she is real mother Mary? maybe she want to tell her message through our mouth, maybe she cares Nima most, maybe she is caring us special to spread her message, maybe she just want to take all these children to the Everest, world’s top place to see the whole world.
Greeto: Look at this...
Now Greeo is pointing at a statue, mother Mary raising a baby in air in her hand...
Greeto Looks speechless now, we just walked out slowly from there, and didn’t talk anything more..
we just turn back our heads, Nima Looks Happy now, and the sister is busy with playing with kids, Suddenly she just raised a kid in air, and looked at us and winked, we could hear her voice now " I want to raise these Kids", "I want to show this world that these Kids exists", "They have a voice in the world", “ this little world is existing for them too “
we just walked to our home, may be this is a story of two mad minds, hallucinated minds or may be something exists that we don't believe today.
Thank You
and family....
if you are riding in bike, or in your personal car you would be missing most important opportunity
to observe the life of others...
Greeto, I dont know what should i call him, a friend, brother, philosopher, sometimes I felt that he is an mirror image of mine, but sometimes an inverted image of mine, Sometimes he act like a brave man, Sometimes a coward who can’t tell his love to his love. I didn’t give a place in my heart for him, but he just take some portion from there. He would be surprised if he read this story completely
@ Nehru Park 4.50 PM
*********************
It's our new place for hunting (Vaynottam).
He took a pen and write these lines in his diary
"Isn't it unfair of the windows to punish the breeze that carries the fragrance of sandalwood?
Is silence the reply of the eyes to my question of love?
My love, it would just take a moment to express my love
But to actually prove it, I need a lifetime"
I just started ma mission in that time, and he was busy with his new poem. After some minutes the park was filled with lot of girls and boys.
we were sitting far away from the crowd, since it's better place for our mission. After minutes i found a group of nuns standing near the road, actually they can see us.
After some seconds Greeto finished his poem and joined with ma mission, and we started talking about the girls around there
Greeto: MMM, Look at yaar, She is an Angel.. Look at her eyes, it's Shining Na ?
me: Yes Buddy mmm, Look at the green one, She is looking at me, what if she going to say, if i asked to go for a dinner?
Greeto: Hmmm, My entire life is hanging by the edges of your eyes?
Me : mmm, Enough.
Like this... we spend 30 mts there.
now my eyes were deflected by a Nun, she was waving her hand at us,
I just kicked Greeto's leg, and said she is calling there..
Greeto: Can we just escape.
me: No, just come, I think she wants to talk with us
we just walked near to her
Me: Hi sister,
nun: Hi,am Mary, I just want to tell a story about girl, if you are intrested
me, Greeto: mmm, actually we were bit confused..
nun: I kow what you were doing there.. and you have to listen this, otherwise you cant understand what my children were thinking...
Me: what, what you are talking about ?
Mary: Just be calm
Greeto: Okey we are ready to hear you.
Nun: okey, we are from Pope Paul Mercy Home, and these boys and girls are (with uniform) are my childeren, some of them are mentally retarded, some of them don’t have ability to talk, hear, and can you see a girl who covered her face and sitting behind your bench?
me: Missed her.
Greeto: Yah,
Mary: can you just observe her?
me: Okey, Now i can see her long beautiful hands were shivering... what’s happening to her .. and she was wiping her face with towel.. and she repeaded again and again i cant understand her problem, she is crying.. wiping her face.. again crying, I said
Mary: Her name is Nima, her father burnt her face before 1 year, and she just loose her mind and eyes.
she was so beautiful, and i know why his father did it to her, But i can’t tell it now.
one year....one year i didn’t see any emotions from her side, now i see something, may be your words hurt her a lot. Am so sorry to tell like this, but you both have to help me, you know one thing these kids don’t like these type of public place, heights, water... that’s why i bring them here. I want to tell the world that they have words, they have voice, they have emotions, and i want to show the people that they exists.
Do you know, i have a dream, i just want to take each of these Children to the top of the Everest, and want to hear what they are saying there, and want to feel what they are feeling now and want to hug them with love and pride, I just dont wan to pull them in to the dark room.
can you help me? please ??
me : am just little bit puzzled, confused.. I just looked at Mary's eyes..
At that time Greeto take two steps back and looked at me, I know what he was thinking at that time.
He just ran away from the scene and stopped near Nima, and Sat nearer to her..
Nima: Sister am i Beautiful???
Greeto: Yes you are,
"You and you alone, are the seven colored one,
You and you alone, are the one who fills my mind with all the colors
My shadow/soul, seven colored one, one who fills my mind with colors
You are something beautiful, why are you so distant?
Are you a dream or a figment of my needs? Oh seven colored one!
This time at least, Tell me where this wild wind is going stop a while
' Your eyes touched me so, that there were delicate drops flickering
My heart realized/felt it"
The words was just flowing from his mouth, and he touched her cheeck I can see some tears from Greeto's eyes. I cant hear what they were talking now, But I can read it from her face, she was so happy, and my Buddy too
me: isn’t it beautiful sister? I just turned ma head, i didn’t see her there.. where she was gone ? I just asked myself, after some time i found her, she was carrying a girl to slide on a slider,
me: Hi Sister,
Mary: Hi,
Me: Thank u, Thank you for everything, You have just opened our minds and eyes.
Mary: me, How ? I dont know you ?? why you are thanking me ?
me: what?? you just told a story, and we were there..and you just showed us Nima?
Mary: How did you know her? please don’t disturb her? she is... I cant tell it.. Please it's none of your business
I just called Greeto and described everything to him, and he was shocked and didnt shut his mouht for minutes
me: whats happening ? maybe she was acting like that, to avoid our presence,
Greeto: no, she won’t lie
me: Hmm, may be some hallucination ?
Greeto: no, bcoz we both saw her, feel her..
me: maybe she is real mother Mary? maybe she want to tell her message through our mouth, maybe she cares Nima most, maybe she is caring us special to spread her message, maybe she just want to take all these children to the Everest, world’s top place to see the whole world.
Greeto: Look at this...
Now Greeo is pointing at a statue, mother Mary raising a baby in air in her hand...
Greeto Looks speechless now, we just walked out slowly from there, and didn’t talk anything more..
we just turn back our heads, Nima Looks Happy now, and the sister is busy with playing with kids, Suddenly she just raised a kid in air, and looked at us and winked, we could hear her voice now " I want to raise these Kids", "I want to show this world that these Kids exists", "They have a voice in the world", “ this little world is existing for them too “
we just walked to our home, may be this is a story of two mad minds, hallucinated minds or may be something exists that we don't believe today.
Thank You
