'Babloo come here son', Mom smiled. 'Son...have you finished
your homework', Mom asked. Babloo smiled in reply. 'I noticed everyday you are
going too early on roof, what is special with these kites. You are not going
for cycling now a days', Mom said. Babloo again smiled in reply. Babloo went
onto roof top and was looking for something. Then suddenly there was a spark in
his eyes and he sat on roof floor, just to smile again. Then he was looking
into sky and sometimes in the direction where she was also looking towards sky.
This girl was the reason why Babloo was too much into kites around those days.
Next day he saw her on stationary shop Babloo smiled and she smiled back in
reply. They used to pass smile everyday in evening when Babloo used to make his
best attempts in kite flying. She used to smile on desperate attempts of Babloo,
who really did not know much about kites. Babloo was a brilliant student with
sharp memory and some extra sense of humor.
On new year, Babloo passed a handmade colorful new year
greeting card to her with his smile. She stopped Babloo, when he was trying to
run from there. She opened card and said wow on beautiful drawing of Babloo.
Babloo was there only for 3 seconds, he was so fast that even she did not get
chance to wish him happy New Year. One day during kite session in evening
she wove her hand, Babloo smiled and wove his hand in return. She asked him to
meet at stationary shop, Babloo smiled again. Babloo wanted to see her, but
somewhere, something stopped him. Next day weather was not good, it was raining
outside. Babloo was looking outside impatiently; he was waiting for rain to
stop. 'Babloo, what happened son... today no chance for kite. We will do
drawing son, come and what about the drawing which you draw for me, last week you
said you would show me', Mom said. Babloo didn't react, he was still looking
outside of window. When rain stopped, it was dark outside, Babloo went to
stationary shop for new pencil. 'Babloo, why don't you buy a box of pencil son.
I noticed your pencils are breaking down quite frequently now days. What you
are doing with those pencils', Mom asked. Babloo did not react and went to his
room. That whole week weather was not so good, it rained heavily. Babloo was
trying to go to roof even in rain, Mom stopped him. Babloo was too much
sensitive towards cold and cough. Next week Babloo went on roof top in evening,
he didn't touch the kite. His eyes were continuously looking into that
direction. Mom came to see him when it was too much dark outside, 'Babloo, what
happened son, come what you are doing here', Mom said. Exam days were approaching;
soon evening break was going to cut down. The only break he used to take was
for roof visit for 10 minutes and sometimes stationary shop visit.
After exam had finished, Babloo's roof visits became long even
for 2 hours. Sometimes he used to stand in front of stationary shop for quite a
long time without doing anything. That day his father came to stationary shop
searching him when it was too late in night. Babloo did not have any school friend in
his locality. His school was quite far and most of his schoolmates were from
other parts of the town.
Today when he was standing in front of stationary shop,
the helper guy at the shop, who is friend of Babloo came to meet him. Babloo has so
many friends from every age group. 'Hey Babloo, what's the matter, I noticed
you are coming everyday here, but not coming to our shop ', the guy said.
Babloo didn't react, but suddenly the thought came into his mind of asking the
helper guy about her. Babloo's facial expression got changed suddenly in
next 3 minutes. He ran away from shop straight to his house.
He didn't say anything to Mom. He took his drawing and
started drawing some faces. He broke his pencil; his hands were shaking, he broke his pencil again. He tore
out some pages from drawing book and threw away. Mom entered into room. What happened son...Babloo was crying, tears were flooding out of his eyes. It is very rare to see the crying face of Babloo. Even Mom didn't see him crying like this.
Babloo is very smart; he doesn't know how to share his grief. Mom know that her son is in deep sorrow, but even she is not so smart to know the reason behind his tears. Babloo is dumb since birth. He doesn't speak our language. He only speaks language of smile, language of eyes, and language of love.
Babloo is very smart; he doesn't know how to share his grief. Mom know that her son is in deep sorrow, but even she is not so smart to know the reason behind his tears. Babloo is dumb since birth. He doesn't speak our language. He only speaks language of smile, language of eyes, and language of love.
After exam she has left the town with her family, Golu has
gone too far from Babloo, no one knows where.
First time in life Babloo is cursing himself, so far he was
living in his own small world and spreading smiles with mom, colorful drawings and countless friends.
Today smile is lost, eyes are flooding and love...
