Friday, July 27, 2018

Even the soul left the body (Short stories)

Thirty seconds remaining before the signal turns green; this dirty boy needs to speed up picking his coconut strips from the road. How stupid does one have to be drop a small tray? That is probably why he is a street vendor. Most likely, he will sell these soiled coconuts to the cars stopping at the signal later. Ten seconds (driver beeping); aww! the poor thing is crying. But needs to hurry up! I am getting late for the fund raiser.

I am so excited to be part of the fundraiser for a primary school, set to be opened by end of the year. It feels great to be part of something that is bigger than me. I am volunteering for this multi-national non-profit that focuses on child education. It's great learning working with them; great network and will help with my college applications.


Tanveer:          Don't you feel it?
Anum:             Feel what?
Tanveer:          The numbness.
Anum:             What numbness.
Tanveer:          This numbness that's growing around us.
Anum:             It doesn't bother me.
Tanveer:          Your life goes on.
Anum:             I am sorry if you have a problem with me being content. I have my own battles that I fight, I have my own struggles and I don't need your approval.
Tanveer:          I did not mean to offend you. I just think sometimes, that we have got the bigger and better share of life than most people. We are privileged in every sense and may be we ought to do more for the lesser privileged. We owe it to others, its our responsibility. We are where we are for a reason.  
Anum:             I have worked very hard for where I am. I studied hard, I spent wisely, I struggled. I am honest and I contribute to the economic activity of the country.
Tanveer:          True and I do too. But we do it for ourselves.
Anum:             Yes, we do it for ourselves because we live in a world that judges’ success by money and power and status. The society designs us to be selfish and not selfless. You may not like to hear it but it is true and no matter how bad it sounds, it is survival. Money defines our social circle, residential area, entertainment, lifestyle... likability.  
Tanveer:          That's not contentment. After achieving that comfort, social approval and likability; would it feel like success?
Anum:             Thousands die everyday; thousands are born everyday. No one knows, no one cares. That's the circle of life.
Tanveer:          Some live forever. They are the outliers. They don't care for status and likability. They are disowned by family and friends. They don't live the easy life but they are the only ones who live life.  
Anum:             I don't mind living a dead person’s life that gives me a pool side view for my breakfast when I am sixty.


We like happy endings. We like seeing the good in the society. We like consuming stories that inspire us; stories that feature extraordinary people. It gives us the comfort that there are such courageous, brave people living among us that save the day. We believe keep the balance in the world. Those people are not us and we don't try to be them. We are viewers, we are comfortable in our seats and we like that. We forget that these people are among us and they are decreasing in number. If these individuals, these mavericks disappear we will have nothing but tragic endings and darkness to experience.

Source: Movie, "Khalil Gibran's The Prophet", screen shot