The Hometown

Hello Readers. ( if I have any )

I would like to share one small part of my book ” The Hometown”.

“Relax Neeta, we all wish to have certain things in our life, but we never get it. We have to learn to live with this hard truth of life,” Karan said and departed from Neeta’s hug.

“True, there will be always such wishes till our last. Sometime some gets fulfilled and sometime we get new wishes. Before my dad adopted me, I wished to get adopted and now I wish I could have a mother too,” Neeta said. “Do you know what the toughest part is for a kid in an orphanage? When a couple comes to adopt a kid, they first call every kid into the office to choose one from them. Our caretaker used to give us good clothes first. They got us ready with proper hair combing, powder on our face, mascara on our eyes, and used to tell us to behave better in front of the couple. They might like you and take you to their home. There you will have lots of good clothes, lots of chocolates to eat, and toys to play; you will go to a big school with a nice school bag. And we all would get ready in excitement to go into the office; we used to stand in one long queue facing those couples every day. With thought in mind that today may be I will get selected and they will take me with them to their home. But they select only one, and all the others have to go outside of the office again. We would come out of the office with the pain that we are not selected; all of a sudden the new frock, hair, powder starts to give pain to us like we never wanted to wear it again,” Neeta started crying on the terrace like a kid, but she continued.

“We used to feel like they came to buy us, but we were not good enough, so they did not buy us. One of us got lucky and went outside with them and all the others had to again go to that dusty ground inside the orphanage and start to play with the other kids to try to forget that couple who came to be our parents.”
“And the next day we would again be in front of a new couple.”

We all got mute on the terrace, it was pin drop silence. All of us were lost in some thoughts for at least a minute.

This is one of small part of my book, If you liked it please do read my whole book and review it. 

Thank you

 

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