No Size For Dream
No Size For Dream2 mins 260 2 mins 260
I was turning to 8 years in that day. My dad promised me to buy a cooling glass as a gift for me as I asked for it. But due to his work tension he couldn't get it for me. And when I asked about it he shouted at me and just went.
26/03/2008: A most surprising thing happened for my street level friends. I accepted to take the umpire position instead of playing cricket. Daily an unlucky guy would get that job. But this is the first time that someone accepted that job voluntarily . We will pretend as if we are playing international cricket. Most of the fielders use to wear cooling glass. When they come to bowl they will hand over it to umpire. (I hope now you would understand why I took that job voluntarily)
As I thought, one player handover his cooling glass to me . When he started to care on his over I wore it without his permission. All of a sudden he shouted at me too wild. I felt so bad and left that spot.
I was pursuing my bachelor degree. One day I was waiting in bus stop to catch my college bus and saw a man selling cooling glass. I walked towards him and asked for the rate. He said those were 80 rupees but I had only 60 rupees in hand. Then from the next day new driver came to drive our college bus for our route. He used to come so earlier than the previous driver and so I have to rush for the bus. Then soon the pressure of college life started. And so I couldn't concentrate on buying a cooling glass through out my college life.
I used to go to job crossing a market street. There were lot of shops selling cooling glasses. But at any day I couldn't get time or enough amount of money or both to get me a cooling glass. And my dream still remains.