Kisan was living in a small village of India named Rampur.He was an five years boy was living with his Amma and Baba,There was only one small school in the village.Total 15 students of different standards up to 5th were sitting together under one roof’s room ,The teacher,Headmaster was the only Man called Vishnu Prasad.He was a very soft spoken man and was a very good teacher,exactly Opposite of the other teachers of same time.It was a very small Village full of big fields of crops and trees.Kisan was going to school every morning at eight and coming back at 12,School was just at five minutes walking distance .Kisan had two more friends Somu and Mohan .They were neighbours and class mates as well,so they used to enjoy there lives,morning till evening.Playing marbels ,and playing whirling tops ,after school.There was a big old Neem tree.Under that tree there used to be a big cot { Indian Chaarpaai: Knitted by jute strings}used to be under that tree.Kisan liked very much laying on that cot,some times alone and some times with Baba.When ever he is home.He liked looking up ,the tree,the sky and of course he enjoyed the people walking through that path,wishing his Baba “Ram Ram”{GOD’S Name}Indian villagers wish each other while they meet or see each other.Kisan was little bit naughty,he was the only child,and Amma and Baba loved him very much,every thing asked by him was fulfilled immediately.
One lady Bhagvanti used to come there ,as their guest,with her two little children pappu and munnu. Kisan did not like her coming at all,he did not like her children too.Why Amma and Baba love those children,buy toys and sweets for them.Why they are doing this ? He used to feel ,Amma loves them more than him when they are here,and he always felt a Jealous feeling.The worst part of this time, was that the big cot was kept inside the house in one room for her and her children.Kisan felt a type of vacuum in his heart and under that tree, at that Cot’s place.He used to feel happy and relaxed after her departure.Bhagvanti always tried to hug him or kiss him but he never liked that.
After class fifth ,the preparations were done for his shifting to the town,He couldn’t understand the telephonic talk between Baba and some one else,but he heard his name many times during that talk.so he felt it was all about his shifting,Now he was nine years old so he was understanding .
And it was the unforgettable day,when his Baba and Amma disclosed ,”Bhagvanti is your mother,and her husband is your father{once or twice he had been to the village with Bhagvanti}.Bhagvanti is our daughter,during your birth she fell seriously ill and was not able to look after you,you were newly born and must be taken care nicely ,so we asked them to leave you here,and on that day on wards you you have been living here.Now you are going to your own home,you started calling us Amma Baba because Bhagvanti and Village people call us like that.Kisan was shocked to hear all this,He did not utter a single word,He silently followed Baba,and reached to her Parents house,his own home.
Kisan is now 25 years old.And this time he is standing out side the operation theatre,tears are rolling on his cheeks,because Bhagvanti is inside the operation theatre as patient,though it was a minor operation,but in last sixteen years ,love and affection’s bond have become very strong between both of them,he was praying for her there.Operation Theatre’s gate opened,Doctor came out,Kisan asked,”How is my mother ?”Doctor said,”She is fine”Kisan hold Doctor’s hand and said,”Thank You Doctor ! Thank You very much”I can’t afford her loss.”
One lady Bhagvanti used to come there ,as their guest,with her two little children pappu and munnu. Kisan did not like her coming at all,he did not like her children too.Why Amma and Baba love those children,buy toys and sweets for them.Why they are doing this ? He used to feel ,Amma loves them more than him when they are here,and he always felt a Jealous feeling.The worst part of this time, was that the big cot was kept inside the house in one room for her and her children.Kisan felt a type of vacuum in his heart and under that tree, at that Cot’s place.He used to feel happy and relaxed after her departure.Bhagvanti always tried to hug him or kiss him but he never liked that.
After class fifth ,the preparations were done for his shifting to the town,He couldn’t understand the telephonic talk between Baba and some one else,but he heard his name many times during that talk.so he felt it was all about his shifting,Now he was nine years old so he was understanding .
And it was the unforgettable day,when his Baba and Amma disclosed ,”Bhagvanti is your mother,and her husband is your father{once or twice he had been to the village with Bhagvanti}.Bhagvanti is our daughter,during your birth she fell seriously ill and was not able to look after you,you were newly born and must be taken care nicely ,so we asked them to leave you here,and on that day on wards you you have been living here.Now you are going to your own home,you started calling us Amma Baba because Bhagvanti and Village people call us like that.Kisan was shocked to hear all this,He did not utter a single word,He silently followed Baba,and reached to her Parents house,his own home.
Kisan is now 25 years old.And this time he is standing out side the operation theatre,tears are rolling on his cheeks,because Bhagvanti is inside the operation theatre as patient,though it was a minor operation,but in last sixteen years ,love and affection’s bond have become very strong between both of them,he was praying for her there.Operation Theatre’s gate opened,Doctor came out,Kisan asked,”How is my mother ?”Doctor said,”She is fine”Kisan hold Doctor’s hand and said,”Thank You Doctor ! Thank You very much”I can’t afford her loss.”
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