This is a story of a man…
almost the minds of many men who live the life of a bird.
” A HUMAN BIRD “
None in the house slept all night!
Men like me kept accelerating in bike’s and women kept swift walks from the kitchen to bedrooms!
I was like a whisky mix, 3/4 filled with excitement and 1/4 filled with fear!
The happiness of my beloved enemy ( my sister ) getting married and the fear of missing her!
But I kept accelerating to oscillate my mind!
I had endless plans like arranging a cab for my relatives!
A place for them to stay!
A wedding reception!
To ring up once to remind the catering contractor!
I had endless things to do for her!
Besides that my wife was also ready to give birth to a baby princess
I had almost all flavors of ice cream served together!
My phone kept buzzing
It kept buzzing for quite a long, but I denied picking up the call!
It dint give me a chance to escape!
It kept buzzing!
I was able to feel some salt tint around my lips!
Some waterdrops running down my ears!
I felt weak!
I felt hammers breaking my head!
I felt ants running around my toes!
I grabbed my phone and that was my Mom!
And finally, I felt my DREAM!
And my reality living ABROAD!
My mom’s voice trembled and then she cried …
I felt almost broken!
She said my wife has given birth to a babe girl!
And my sister’s wedding is about to start in 2 hours!
I held back my tears and said her to take care of everything and call me through Skype after 2 hours!
I also told her to take care of my Queen and princess!
My phone blinked with a message!
It was from my beloved enemy ( sister )
Nivi : [ U are a cheater bro!
U dint attend my wedding!
And congrats that u have become a father!
And stay always happy Anna!
Earn more! you are a complete family now ]
Tears almost continued like my previous night!
I am not with anyone there!
I am striving hard here!
People think these big buildings and buddles of money make me happy!
But I really did understand what matters to me, when am all alone here!
He took out his diary and wrote ” I have almost all flavors of ice cream to be served but ……. I am the broken cone “