The Silent War
The sky on top of my head was making its own way through the gigantic clouds, while I was having a cup of coffee through my fragile lips, gazing at the tiny crystals created by the fog of the dawn. The birds flew across my rooftop, fluttering their wings against the wind flying along the beautiful horizon of the ocean, while the sun was rising right in front of my pale blue eyes. And then, I sensed someone placing a heavy arm on my weak shoulder, which brought me back to the real world.
‘Surya, what are you thinking of by gazing at the lake come on let’s get back to our work’.
I am Surya a man of a lot of aspirations and stupid expectations from this rotting world, which is becoming worse with every rotation of this blue planet, and I here work as a delivery boy in this huge urban city. But I don’t belong to a family of possessions, or freedom or space. In fact, I don’t have enough money to eat thrice a day properly, which makes my stomach growl with hunger, I have a little sister who always dreams to be a pilot and fly in the air like an eagle, spanning its wings across the blue smeared the sky for the search of those little moments of excitement and real happiness.
I can never make a good first impression with my uncombed hair, greasy hands, torn shirt and dusty pants of my fragile body, which makes every rich urban person doubt my existence. Some show kindness, some show pity, some treat us like rotten insects. I lost my parents while I was 6 years old, lost their lives, not because of their deadly illness, but because of their inability to pay the hefty amount of money for their treatment.
There is always something we expect from this life, but things don’t go around in our favour, sometimes thinking of reality, tore us apart into million pieces, sometimes I doubt my existence. I face scary nightmares where I see the blood draining from my thick skull, oozing out through tiny pores, where I see blue smeared sky turned into a dark liquid, filling the throats of the dead humans who thrive for money, lust, and other unexplainable things.
But these things cannot stop the fire blazing through my veins, I don’t care if I burn in these ashes, but I want to meet those expectations which I created, no matter if it takes me through my deepest fears, I will rise like a burning sun, just like my name, I am Surya and I will rise like a burning eagle up in the sky.