Whispered
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.