'Whose BLOOD it is?'
There was a garden in the
heart of the city. The city was full of variety of groups and communities.
Although, due to such variety and diversity there occurred a lot of arguments
and debates on so called topic, ‘who is better than other…..’
The garden was so large and
beautiful as if god himself created it as a heaven to stay there.
But!!! the people there thought
that the heaven must have a leader who will be the best among the rest and
represent their group.
Once, it was a very sunny day.
The garden was full with lots of people. There comes a discussion again. The
leaders and their assistance of different community, caste, creed, color and
nationality were altogether comes in front of each other. They started again!!!
The discussion becomes debate
and the debate turns to arguments and the arguments results into disaster…..
But almighty may not be able to
see that, the kind creature he made, fight and battle with each other like
anything. He made so many creatures with different ideology and great thinking so
that each one can be the support of other!!....
He became disturb and also
angry on these cruel creatures which he made with all his kindness. His anger
results into the great natural calamity…….
Suddenly the wind blows with
great velocity, the mother earth was vibrating with full force, the trees in
the garden were losing their balance, and the nature was clearly indicating
that the almighty is not at all happy with such discussion……
But these [ironically] intelligent
leaders don’t understand the same, they were still continuously fighting. By
that time the nature has taken a great catastrophic form. None was able to
understand what had happened to a great sunny day. People there were running
here and there, for saving their lives. Each one was running towards safe place
to help themselves without caring of their belongings. The disaster was not at
all in the mood to stop as the almighty was too sad to handle his grief.
Ohhhhh!!!!! Wait suddenly he saw a little baby
in the garden who was counting his last breath and struggling for life. He was
stuck between the branches of trees which were fallen on the ground due to
wind. As each one is running to save his own life none has seen that little
baby fighting for life. Almighty becomes angrier and his temper increase with
an immense flow. The baby can’t fight anymore and he died. He was covered with
the blood on his clothes. Almighty takes the baby in his hand with very care.
With this, the disaster stopped.
Everyone gathered back to the place where the
almighty was standing with the baby in his hand with blood all over his cloth.
Each person gazed at them with shame on their face.
With this almighty questioned
only one thing, “whose blood it is??? To
Which caste this blood belongs to? Or to which nationality? Or to which community? Or to which group or color?”
There was a clear silent none
was able to answer these question. Then he whispered, “The blood belongs to
none but HUMANITY.”
He goes away with the child and
leaves the people for thinking once to it………
[P.S. the garden is nothing but
the earth itself]
superb.....
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Thank you Palak
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