Palpitating thunders, torrential rains, pitch black surroundings, amidst such scary situation; took birth a novice child at a roof-broken hut. The lady who gave birth to the child was feeling fatigue, but her face reflected joy after she heard the first cry. Her hubby, a bonded laborer felt zealous after receiving the good news.
The rain water dripping from a crack in the roof landed on the forehead of the child. The couple interpreted that as the blessings from the haven. The rain stopped soon. The pin-drop silence prevailed followed by the musing flights of fireflies.
The heavy shower made the silent night cool, making the child falling asleep soon. It appeared he was dreaming of a heavenly ride added with playful smiles. The couple celebrated the arrival by offering prayers to the goddess earth. The night didn’t register a wink as the cloud 9 dominated the hearts.
The next day, the people from the village were invited to grace the occasion. The party was thrown in grandeur with every means; keeping the hospitality as the top priority. The guests blessed the child with the hope of living long.
The calendar moved swift. The child was experiencing the vigor of life. He learnt various lessons at the school, took part at sports, cultural and social activities for developing his persona.
The school days were beautifully wrapped up followed by the prestigious entry to the city college where he pursued BBA course. He excelled at the final exam and bagged a placement from a financial service company.
The career began as a management trainee and after the years toil, he clinched to the position of a VP. The boy threw a party to champion the achievement. The colleagues and a few of his close friends were invited to enjoy the bash.
Surprisingly, his parents collected that good news from a reliable source. They hurried to the mansion where their son was hosting the party. The moment they entered the venue, the music stopped, and the vibes too came to halt. The grown up boy was in inebriated state and fired volley of insults to his father.
The father tried to comfort his son, but was in vain. The boy slapped hard his old father making him unconscious. The man fell on the floor remaining unmoved. The spouse shook her hubby several times, but couldn’t receive any response. The inner turmoil was prevalent and the shocked lady burst into cry. She cursed her son in grieving tone “Your father sacrificed his life for your betterment, and this is the price you have paid. May the sky fall heavily on you, and you will be reduced to rambles”. With those cursing words she left the venue by holding her husband’s body in arms.
The curse did cast its spell. The boy lost his job. He went bankrupt. He was on roads and took to begging. Life became hellish because of the starvation. The movements ceased and he bade adieu to the world; lying over a walkway.