There was a ghost of a girl who lived far away from the
dazzling cities, far away from the laughter of children, far away from the voices of people, far away from everything. Everything that makes sense to
you, my friend.
She lived top of the clouds; in the mornings when the sun
came out for the world she got his warmth before anyone else. The golden rays
of sun touched her soul carefully so the mighty sun thought she smiled to him.
There were times that the sun was too busy to come out for the earth, then the
water falls off the heaven. It came down from clouds to earth laughing, playing,
singing and filled oceans of earth with blue water. That time, the clouds she
lived join in the parade of water and sang loudly from the top of their lungs.
In the nights when you dream on a comfy bed, or dance with
the loud rock music or talks with your loved ones or working hard for your
goals, she starts to sing. The songs nobody hear but only the stars, comets,
and all celestial bodies listen through the entire night.
She sang for everyone. For the blossoms which never become
flowers. For foundations which nobody build homes. For
pictures the artist tier before it finishes. For lovers who never live
together. For her mother she never actually had seen of …
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Everything started with a cry. The five year old started to
cry before Mary even thinks of. She was panicked; she knew it was wrong, that
they would never forgive her. She looked at newborn who was in a deep sleep,
baby didn’t even cry for minutes after the birth, so everything was calm and
went fine as she planned. But now, the
cry. She couldn’t possibly stay there more than a half an hour, maybe she was
too late. If she actually wants to run now it was the time. She loved them more
than anything. But she had no choice. She kissed crying boy hard, for a second the
boy stopped his cry. He looked at his Mom with his tear filled big eyes. Then
she looked at the newborn, the smell of fresh blood came with the breeze into
her nostrils. Mary kept the gold chain with an elephant pendant on boy’s little
palm and squeezed it. “Take care of your sister” she whispered her final words
to the boy. And like that, she went, ran away from everyone she knew. She
walked fast on that deserted road until she no longer hears her five year old
son’s cry or her new born baby girls’ sound of breath.
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“We can’t take more children in madam.
Government isn’t funding us anymore. The public won’t feed nobodies children
anymore, because it’s hard to feed their own kids’ time like this madam. Can’t
you see madam we can’t let more children in? I feel sorry for those two, but there’s
no choice madam, let them die, it’s for their own good”
“Shut up; just shut your mouth
up. We are taking these two children in, that’s it. No more discussions. And if
any one of you wants to leave. Just go. Just go…”
The madam, middle aged women with
gray hair shouted to her crew. She looked troubled. It was a hard time for
everyone in the country. No matter you rich or poor. She knew if she took that
five year old boy and new born baby girl in, other kids meal would be worse.
But how she let kids die, she loved kids; she just can’t let kids die while
she’s here. That’s why she built this orphanage from her and his past husbands’
money. And turned their home which never heard child’s laughter in past into an
orphanage.
Her crew, forty five year old
male, Ben Thomas, who earlier was the manager of the states which her husband
had was now the manager of the orphanage. When Mr. Scheter died, leaving his
million dollar worth property to his wife, Ben decided to stay with Mrs. Scheter
to help with her orphanage. He knew as a manager a man who knows the value of
money that selling all property and keeping only the three story house with 40
acre land for the sake of children, in his own words for nobodies children whom
even their parents didn’t want was insane. But something inside him wanted to
help her, he honored his past master, he was a loyal servant for him for all
these fifteen years. He knew that he can take his two years’ worth salary
money and disappear, make his career brighter.
But if he went, leaving Mrs. Scheter alone with her crazy idea she would bankrupt,
and everything his master saved for her would be ruined. So he ended up these
past five years with this woman, the woman who couldn’t give birth to her own
children but give life to nobodies kids. And in the bottom of his heart he
loved this stubborn woman deeply, the mother of all the children.
Except Ben there were five females who did all
the household things and nursing of the children and the old military man who
was the guard of the house since Mr. Scheter’s time.
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The girl wearing the gold chain
with elephant pendant looked confused and looked at the big shouting boy.
“You little dumb witch, didn’t
you hear me? Go get the ball”
He pointed his finger to a pond which had
surely made a magnificent scenery years ago,
but now with the time it had been a pond filled with mud.
All other playing kids gathered
round her and the big boy. They knew what was exactly going to happen because
this was not a new thing to them. Most of the time when all other kids were
playing, this four year old girl who madam gave name as Sophia Stars sat under this
big banyan tree and played with her lips
and hanging roots of the tree. She was born dumb, but she made weird noises
somehow with her lips. So kids in Mrs. Scheter orphanage told that she was a
little crazy dumb witch.
Sophia with her big blue eyes looked
at the big boy and smiled without knowing what is going to happen. This time
boy became angrier, he shouted much louder,
“You little dumb witch, didn’t
you hear me? Go get the ball”
He didn’t stop shouting; he
grabbed her small, fragile arm hardly and made her stand up. And then he kicked
her thin leg with his teenage leg hardly.
And just like an apple falls from its tree poor Sophia fall. It was the
funniest thing to all the children who were watching, they laughed and praised
the big boy. With the compliment from his audience big boy’s courage grew. He
again took Sophia by her arm and pushed her to the pond. This time Sophia made
real crazy scream from her lungs but before she finishes the scream her lungs
filled with mud of the pond.
With the fearful scream another
boy jumped into the big boy’s side. The new boy was about nine years of age
with the same blue eyes of Sophia. He managed to kick the big boy to the ground
and the battle started. And for the
audience this part was brand new. They all knew that Max never comes to the
garden to play and always stays in the library reading. But here comes the crazy little witch’s big
brother to save her. They all saw how rude was this big boy to little Sophia
every day. But nobody wants to tell adults about this even to their friend Max.
Till you’re not the aim they liked to watch how weak people suffered. After all
there wasn’t anything wrong with the children, they were fine. It was how
everything was at that time in the country; it was what they learn from the
society.
Ben and the old military guard
came running towards the fighting boys and split them. Ben was cursing loudly
while guard hitting both the boys asses hard. If madam didn’t come on time
doctor would get a chance to bandage both boys’ asses.
Ben held both the boys by his hands
and was still cursing in a low voice. The old guard was panting now after
hitting to the boys.
Anya, who came with madam rushed
to Sophia and took her out of the pond, Sophia’s old pink dress was covered
with mud. And her little pale face, legs and hands were all covered with
stinking mud; it looked like that Sophia was a statue made from brown mud. No
one sees any emotion from her face. Not even a tear. But when Anya held Sophia
with her both hands, she felt that she was shaking. And heard her little cry,
painful childish cry….
“Bring boys to my office, and Anya
you give a bath to the girl”It was madam, without a word she turned back to go
to the house by giving a look of sympathy to Sophia.
It wasn’t the first time that
kids made fun of little Sophia. Whether it was in the large hall where they
took their daily meals or in the long bedroom where they used to sleep, they
try to entertain themselves using Sophia. She was different than them, I’m not
saying that being dumb made them think that she’s different. But she was not an
ordinary girl. She was something beautiful. She was kind. And she didn’t know
how harsh world can treat to her. She thought every person in the world was
just like mocking bird that comes to the Banyan tree.
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