Whispered

Once, an old man saw a boy.

The little boy told the elder.

I sometimes let my spoon down.

Immediately, I too the elder told

The boy said, "I'll leave urine in my pants."

He whispered that he too does the same.

And boy do I cry too often.

The old man said I am doing the same.

But worst of all are the people who grew up with me

The boy said they didn't care.

Immediately I knew that the big boy was holding the little boy's hands.

I said the same thing happening to me also, wiping his tears and laughed.