The Gobbling Truth

This world is of none. It favors the weightier. It has the right to do anything, anytime and anywhere. No one questions the world what it does but there are infinite questions when you do something. Why this difference is there I know not. In this turmoil, Jafer too got entrapped.

Jafer was an altruistic person, helpful to everyone who needs. He always had a helping hand to whosoever seeks or whom he finds needy. He was not a miser, in fact, he always gave freely.

But this world has a different interpretation. They labeled Jafer's altruism as a means of gathering money and other basic needs. Still, Jafer ignored them and kept on doing good. He says he got satisfaction when he brought a smile on someone's face. People came to him for donations and he gave them freely. Everyone admired him and his welfare works.

But in this world, there are also people who felt disrespected as people admires the philanthropist. It's the job of people to pick points that destroy. On one such occasion, Jafer was in a situation where his senior asked him to do something that was not unfair. Jafer was in a situation where he just cannot refuse, but at the same time, his conscience will not allow her to do. In the tug-of-war, Jafer knew not what to do but finally chose to ho with the truth.

Saying truth hailed stone onto him. Every person saw her with disrespect, distrust and piercing eyes. They hailed ill words and everything to make her feel ashamed and guilty. He could sense these all smoke smogging the environment. No one asked any explanation but just labeled him an outcast. No one wanted to talk to him or association with him.

They wanted him to be secluded so that he realizes the power of unity. Days after days passed and month after month passed to make him feel lonely so that he breaks and falls down.

Yes, he got lonely. It was difficult to walk. Every moment he felt like crying. His soul was the lone listener of his wails. The terrible wails, but it has no solution to it. Even though he wanted to cry tears refused to roll down. The wailing heart always bore a smiling face only to show the world he is fine. The broad smile on his face convinced the world that he is good, but only his heart within knew how raw his sounds were. He also knew that the world has no solutions to his bleeding and aching heart. He himself has to find a solution with a smile on his face all the time.