THAT DROPPING TEAR

THE DROPPING TEAR

My family shifted into our new house today. It's a wonderful society. I had a dream since childhood to live somewhere like this and now I could see my that dream come true.

It's been a month since we shifted and now I have friends here but they are all kids, I mean they are smaller than me in age. I am a 11 year old girl and they just play childish games which I never liked. I and my brother were walking in the society streets then suddenly a friend of my brother introduced a boy to us.

His name was Charles. He seemed a guy with a nice height and looks and especially who was very much interested in having fun. He was a year older than me. He very pleasantly introduced himself " Hi, I am Charles. Nice to meet you. " We also replied to him in a friendly manner. And then after some days it didn't took time for us to become good friends. We used to have fun together.

It was the time when Summer Vacations were going on in everyone's school. After the vacations ended Charles was like missing. I couldn't see him for a day after that. I asked my brother's friend who introduced him to us about Charles. He told me that Charles grandparents live here and every summer vacation he comes here. After listening to this I was in a dillema and I started missing him.

Next year, Finally the Summer Vacations again arrived and Woah! Charles was standing infront of me. I was just very happy. We played cricket and broke the window glass of a locked house. This incident was very funny. Now Charles and I were best friends, he was also my first friend here. Again the Summer Vacations ended and he was gone.

When I was 13, again in summer vacations he arrived and we had a lot of fun this year too. And after the vacations ended he left. Now I missed him very much as he was my best friend. But this year it was different he again arrived in his Mid-Term holidays as he used to study in a boarding school. I was just very happy to see him unexpectedly. He just gave me a very pleasant surprise. I was just jumping in excitement to have fun, it was festival time so we celebrated the festival for the first time together and unfortunately the last time.

We planned what we will do in these holidays and we did have fun as we planned. It was just three days left, after three days he needed to go back to his hostel. We played very much today but at last I irritated him and he was just mad on me. The next day I somehow made him laugh and he was no more angry on me but he put a condition that I have to play badminton with him. We played badminton and had a lot of fun.

There was a party in the second street tonight. We all went there and ate together then he just saw my father and got a idea of having fun, he just complained to my father that I am beating him. My relations with my father was not very good, we always used to just fight and go on our own ways. My father scolded me very badly. I was just very much depressed and I was filled with anger. Charles saw this and just laughed in fun but after he saw that I was being serious he was just feeling sorry. I alone walked on the way to my home and he was just following me saying sorry.

I just came to the end of the street and there was no way after that. It was a clear night filled with shining stars. We looked at each other and I was just so mad at him. He somehow managed to make my mood good again. The next day, it was around 3:00 pm when the uncle who lived in my neighborhood informed us that while returning he saw that a truck hit three bikes and it was a huge accident. When I called Charles he didn't pick up the call. I asked his mother about him, she told me that it is the last day of his vacations so he has gone to the market to do some shopping for his school with his father and his little brother. But after sometime I saw his mother and his grandparents were fighting, I was just surprised to see them as they were fighting on the road but I thought that it must be their family issue and I should not think about that.

My playing time was over, it was going to be night soon. I came back home when I heard that an anyone from our society had an accident. My mother frightenedly asked uncle about the accident. He told that the accident about which he told us in the afternoon, In that accident Charles and his father were also there. They were riding the one bike out of the three bikes. I was literally shocked after hearing this. I ran towards the temple and just joined my hands before God praying to keep Charles and his father safe. Everyone rushed to the hospital and the women rushed to Charles's house to comfort his grandma. I was praying for their well being when my mother and aunt came back and told me that Charles's father died on the spot but Charles is safe, he is minorly injured and guess what it was a lie. He was not minorly injured but next day when my tution teacher came to teach me, my mother told him the entire incident and told him that Charles's father died and Charles is in coma. I was shocked to hear that. I can't believe that my mother would lie to me about this.

Two to three days passed, when as usual I was out for a walk. I was just walking with my other friends then suddenly a boy came and told us that Charles opened his eyes and he is out of coma now. I took a sigh of relief as I was praying from that day for his well being. But the next day, Everyone sadly told me that Charles is no more in this world and suddenly that clear starry night striked my head when I was mad at him. I myself in anger told him to die and now he is really dead and a drop of tear fell from my eyes.