Mummy was holding me in her hands, We were accompanied by some people, but I did not know who they were. They were talking with each other in a language which I did not understand. I was least bothered about it as I was enjoying my evening supper. It was a large building with large windows on each wall. The same windows which I had seen on the pages(story books). Some people were sitting around the table and talking to each other, some were climbing the stairs, some were walking with long stick which touched the ground with flat base. Those people, in uniform, were going here and there with flat surface on ground. I din't know what they were doing?
Then, Mummy came near a window and sat on the chair. Mummy kept me on the table.
“Ohh!! I have started feeling so cold.” – I said in my mind.
A shear ran through my body. The table was so cold and I was just shouting in my mind
"Ohh! Mummy please pick me up from this table".
Mummy was discussing with those people and sharing some pages with them. Finally, I started crying to atract my Mummy’s attention. Mummy left me with no other option than crying. Then she picked me up and kept me near the window. I was so happy, I was enjoying the sights outside the window. . It was all watery outside the window. I could not saw anything other than water.
“Where is the hall that I was in? Is it in the water? floating? Ohhh really where am I ?”
I was enjoying the view, after a while, Mummy started feeding me.
“Wow! this food is so so delicious and yummy, I never ever had this food.” – I thought.
Mummy kept me on her lap and started feeding me spoon by spoon.
“Mummy! stop now, I am not hungry.”
Mummy kept on feeding me, I started crying again, after which she stopped feeding me. She exchanged some papers with those people. Then everyone started eating. They were eating on their own. Where were their Mummy's to fed them? I started thinking. Mummy too started eating on her own. I was so confused. A man dressed in black and white was always coming to us and was giving food and water. He asked something to them and then said something and went. Again he came back, did something and went. What he was doing there? Mummy was eating and smiling, checking my wrap in between.
“Ohhh! Mummy I love you so much.........”
Everything was fine. Then suddenly, I heard a big sound. My ears started paining. What was that? Mummy suddenly wrapped me in her arms and was holding me so tight. Everyone started running helter skelter. Then I could see some more fellows wearing a hat, and holding a strong stick. They were opening the doors to allow people to run out of the door. What was happening? Mummy was holding me so close to her heart and then she kept her hand on my head.
“What are you doing Mummy?”
I heard the same big sound. Then Mummy also started running. All the other fellows also started running with Mummy. We climbed the stairs and went to a different place. Mummy was closing my eyes, but damn I wanted to see what was going there.
Then I could see something was happening below us.
“Where am I now?”
Some people were running below us. Mummy was looking down.
“Ohhh!! now who are they? Some more people, but not so many, in a different uniform.”
Those people were wearing colorful clothes but they were having long black sticks in their hand, unlike those men wearing hats. I could only see them from upper side. Then one man, dressed black and white, approached towards us and said something to Mummy. Then Mummy started following him on that upper side only. He took us in some small hall. I could see the bed, same as I used to sleep with my Mummy. I was then feeling so sleepy.
Me, Mummy and some people with that black and white man came to this small hall and locked the door. All laid down, Mummy too did the same. I didn't know what really happened. Then one man went near the wall and did something.
“Ohh! its dark now”.
I couldn't see anything. Ohh please where have the lights gone which were playing with my eyes in the beginning. I was so scared, I couldn't see anything.
“No! not again! The same sound. My ears, mummy........help me.”
I was so much in pain . And that man who gave the darkness to that small hall. I hate that man, damn. I could not control the pain of my ears.
“Ohhh! somebody please help me.”
The black and white man then put something on the table which was throwing light on me. I was relaxed a little, that at least I could see my Mummy.
My ears were still paining. All of us were in the same positions. Again! that sound. Then I really could not bear the pain in my ears. I felt something was coming out of my ears.
“Ohh no!! that’s the sound, again and again. My ears now...paining more.”
I could not bear.
“Why Mummy is not helping me?”
I started crying then, as I knew it was the only way left to attract Mummy's attention. But what was that, at that time, Mummy pressed my mouth very hard.
“I am hurting Mummy.”
What was she doing? She had never done it before. My ears were still paining and I was trying to cry but Mummy not allowing me. She continued pressing my mouth with her hand. I still kept on crying. I could see my Mummy.
Then a drop of water, dripped on my forehead. I didn't know where it came from. Again the water dripped. My.... my Mummy too was crying. Water was coming from her eyes.
"Mummy why are you crying? Are you also going from the ear pain like I do?"
She went on crying without telling me what was wrong. I guess she was also going through the same pain I was. Was that really so? If not, then why was she was crying? Then what happened to my ears, why everything had stopped? All type of sounds had stopped then. I could not hear anything. Mummy was asking something to the black and white man.
“Ohh! Why couldn’t I hear my Mummy's sound too? What happened to my ears?” - I was shouting in my mind.
The man then, gave my Mummy, a white piece of cloth. Mummy was then started wiping my ears with that cloth. I was feeling so better. Then I could see that white cloth turning red. Why the colour changed to red after wiping my ears? and why I was not able to hear anything, not even my Mummy's sound? Why?
Later, I was feeling hungry. I needed something to eat. But damn I could not cry, I was scared that mummy will again press my mouth to shut me up. I could see that Mummy was sleeping. Her eyes were closed and she held me tightly. Everyone else were asleep too in that cramped place.
Suddenly, two men in our small hall stood up and ran towards the door. They started pressing the door. Why were they doing that? Did they forget that they had locked the door from inside? But they continued to press the door. What was happening? The door was also shaking in between. Like someone was pressing it from other side. Then the two men fell on the floor suddenly. And Mummy closed my eyes with her hand. What was happening there? I could not see but I wanted to see. Damn, why were all so silent? I could not even hear any sound. Then I could feel Mummy stand up suddenly and was running somewhere. She removed her hands from my eyes. Ohh the other people with big black sticks in their hand were standing in our small hall. Mummy was hiding behind the wall from them.
“Why is everyone so scared of these black stick’ed people?”
They were wearing something black and holding something in hand, that too of black color. I could see they had pointed the black stick on the head of that black and white man. That black and white man was so scared. What were those men doing? And why Mummy was too, so scared of them? Then, similar to the two men holding the door, that black and white man too fell on ground suddenly. I saw for a while there was red water coming out from him. What was that? Mummy again closed my eyes. I was helpless then. Then mummy went towards the window. I could see those two black stick’ed men walking towards me and my Mummy with their black sticks pointing to my Mummy. Mummy turned to them and she sat down, saying something to them. She was crying so much while saying something to those black stick’ed men. Then, why did Mummy didn't want me to cry, when she was crying more than me?
One of them had then touched that black stick to my Mummy's head. What was going on? And suddenly other man started pulling me out of my Mummy's arms.
“Ohh! please stop that, I am not liking this” – I was saying in my mind.
But he did that, he separated me from my own Mummy. What was happening? I was so scared. The man then threw me on the bed. I could not see anything. I could not move. Where was Mummy then? I could only see those black stick’ed men in the hall. They were hiding behind the window and kept their black sticks on the window.
“Where is my Mummy now? why these men separated me from my Mummy? Why?” –
I was really feeling so alone on that bed. What should I do then? I started crying then. It was the only way I knew to attract my Mummy’s attention. I started crying more. But not to my hope, my Mummy didn’t come to me even I was crying. What should I do then? I started crying more and more. What happened to Mummy? One of the black stick’ed men then came to me. Why was he paying attention to me? I really didn’t know. He then asked something to other man hiding at that window. Then the man near me, like others, pointed that stick to my head. I really hated that stick. What was he doing with that black stick? I hated those black stick’ed men too. I started hating them a lot. They separated me from my Mummy.
“Where was my Mummy?
“Why only those black stick’ed men done this with me and my Mummy?
“Why everything was so silent?”
“Why”
“Why I couldn’t see anyone in that small hall, other than those black stick’ed men?” - Train of questions were running through my mind.
But without any answers to them. I started crying more now. That man then pressed his black stick hardly on my head. I was getting hurt. Why was he pressing me with his black stick? What is he going to do then? Then suddenly he did something. I got a sharp pain in my head. But that pain was lasted only for a while. What did he do? He did something to me.
Then I started feeling
that I was not sleeping on that bed now,
that I was not in that small hall now,
that I was not on that place too,
that I was no more.............
I was dead. Those black stick’ed men killed me.
I didn't know where was I that moment. But the lighty and cracky evening of my life had come to an end.
No one would remember the date of my birth, not even I remembered it.
But yes, the day I died will be remembered by the number 26/11..........
