Hello AMMA,
I am very angry with you, in fact damn angry with you. Why did you force me to go to school? I told you, I wanted to play at home. Wanted to watch the match (Pak vs. NZL). You somehow convinced me to go, probably you felt that school was much more important than anything else. Most importantly u flattered me by telling that I am a darling of the english teacher. I listened to you and took the van.
At school, it was usual day, until a point when one huge uncle carrying a gun, similar to the toy you had presented on my birthday entered my classroom. All he did was asked us to turn towards the wall and we listened to him.
AMMA, when i came here, even I started missing you. I cried for sometime, wanted to sleep on your lap but could not. Wanted to complete my homework and join my friends for a game of hide and seek. I did not have any of this. But in sometime, a person came to me and took me away to a place where all my classmates were grouped. There I saw SOMEONE speaking to all my classmates. And that SOMEONE came to me, he hugged me tightly and asked me to play with my classmates, my teacher was also there to guide us.
I was playing various games with my classmates, but then in sometime I could see the same uncle (with a gun) who came into my classroom with 5 other uncles (all were injured). Then that SOMEONE moved closer to them and uttered a few words. The uncles vanished. SOMEONE was very angry with them. But once he saw us, he started smiling and started calling us his favorite creations. He told us that we must be happy always and ask for whatever we want. All of us are happy.
But AMMA, I can see you from here. I can see you and Pa cry and cry a lot. I know you are missing me a lot and i am feeling the same too. But I cant hold you. AMMA and PA, please dont cry, I will see you and talk to you, will tell you stories while you sleep. Let me admit it AMMA, I am very happy here, SOMEONE is taking care of me and my friends. He is asking us to be happy. We are feeling safe. He has started calling us angels. I told him that angels are girls. He smiled and told that whoever he is close to are known as angels.
My teacher spends a lot of time with us. So I asked her about SOMEONE. She was like "EVERY CHILD BELONGS TO HIM. He will not tolerate any harm caused to children". I believe that MA, truly i do and feel that he will take care of us and keep us happy.
One favour AMMA, please tell the parents of all my friends that we are happy and safe here. SOMEONE is taking care of us and has promised to punish anyone who hurts us and who harmed us.
I am sure AMMA, that someday when you come here, I will be waiting for you, till then and beyond then SOMEONE is there. I really do not know how to end this. I am crying, in fact shivering, could feel the separation but wait SOMEONE is here.
Bye
Who is this SOMEONE?
Is he the one who created these lovely flowers, that were stopped blossoming. Or is he the person who made sure that these flowers must be in a garden and not in a jungle. Whoever he is, all I pray is please make sure that this does not happen again. The flowers may be happy to be with you but the stems will not survive long.
I am very angry with you, in fact damn angry with you. Why did you force me to go to school? I told you, I wanted to play at home. Wanted to watch the match (Pak vs. NZL). You somehow convinced me to go, probably you felt that school was much more important than anything else. Most importantly u flattered me by telling that I am a darling of the english teacher. I listened to you and took the van.
At school, it was usual day, until a point when one huge uncle carrying a gun, similar to the toy you had presented on my birthday entered my classroom. All he did was asked us to turn towards the wall and we listened to him.
AMMA, when i came here, even I started missing you. I cried for sometime, wanted to sleep on your lap but could not. Wanted to complete my homework and join my friends for a game of hide and seek. I did not have any of this. But in sometime, a person came to me and took me away to a place where all my classmates were grouped. There I saw SOMEONE speaking to all my classmates. And that SOMEONE came to me, he hugged me tightly and asked me to play with my classmates, my teacher was also there to guide us.
I was playing various games with my classmates, but then in sometime I could see the same uncle (with a gun) who came into my classroom with 5 other uncles (all were injured). Then that SOMEONE moved closer to them and uttered a few words. The uncles vanished. SOMEONE was very angry with them. But once he saw us, he started smiling and started calling us his favorite creations. He told us that we must be happy always and ask for whatever we want. All of us are happy.
But AMMA, I can see you from here. I can see you and Pa cry and cry a lot. I know you are missing me a lot and i am feeling the same too. But I cant hold you. AMMA and PA, please dont cry, I will see you and talk to you, will tell you stories while you sleep. Let me admit it AMMA, I am very happy here, SOMEONE is taking care of me and my friends. He is asking us to be happy. We are feeling safe. He has started calling us angels. I told him that angels are girls. He smiled and told that whoever he is close to are known as angels.
My teacher spends a lot of time with us. So I asked her about SOMEONE. She was like "EVERY CHILD BELONGS TO HIM. He will not tolerate any harm caused to children". I believe that MA, truly i do and feel that he will take care of us and keep us happy.
One favour AMMA, please tell the parents of all my friends that we are happy and safe here. SOMEONE is taking care of us and has promised to punish anyone who hurts us and who harmed us.
I am sure AMMA, that someday when you come here, I will be waiting for you, till then and beyond then SOMEONE is there. I really do not know how to end this. I am crying, in fact shivering, could feel the separation but wait SOMEONE is here.
Bye
Who is this SOMEONE?
Is he the one who created these lovely flowers, that were stopped blossoming. Or is he the person who made sure that these flowers must be in a garden and not in a jungle. Whoever he is, all I pray is please make sure that this does not happen again. The flowers may be happy to be with you but the stems will not survive long.
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