He was one of them. The ones who when fail to earn, fail to
eat and fail to feed. He was one of those who fought this battle daily: not to
live, but to survive.
Today he had an extra reason to earn as there was a new
mouth to feed. She came to this world in exchange of her mother.
It was difficult to get to work, especially while standing
with 40 others in a pickup truck and carrying her in his arms; there were none to
look after her back home.
The construction of the new mall had begun like many others;
he was one of the first to visit but never to return. Not that he disliked
them, but a thirsty throat could cost more than what he could earn in a single
day. These buildings when finished became the playground for the rich and amateur,
but before all that it is the shelter for him and the baby.
Today the construction would not stop and neither could she.
He didn’t hear her calls but could sense the vibrations in his heart. Many
times he came down from the 12th floor just to see if she is ok. But
a hungry soul doesn’t seek love. He could feed her only after he gets his wage
when his extended shift gets over. A few
hours more my child, a few more
Today he will buy her milk and baby food, he can eat tomorrow.
He will also buy a new pillow which will act as her bed -Manage today my child on the floor.
Keeping her back is shade of concrete, he flee to his work
location. No matter how much work he put in the hours they were going to pass
with their own pace. Pilling up bricks he resolved that she will not just
survive but live. He will get her the best of meals so what if he had to work
over hours, he will do it for her. It’s not a promise of a helpless labor but a
committed father.
As the sun went down his hope to feed her went up. He stood
in the longest queue to get his due. On his return the soul has left her body
as hunger spares none.
Getting to work on the next day was imperative, as he had an
extra reason to earn. Funeral cost more than a meal, but still it’s less than the
will to survive.
Based on true incidents,
they happen when you just pass by. Don’t forget the popcorn when you enjoy the
show.
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