The birth... (Chapter1)

We are now in a typical old and small poor village consisting of a number of families. Its evening time. Its a time where the villagers return to their home after a lengthy day's work. With energy fully drained and their heads seeing their own hands and legs, which looks muddy and wounded in patches, they still carry a smile and greet eachother when they see their co-villagers. Some return with a smile for the hard earned money they have brought with them for their respective families. One of those villagers returned that evening to his home empty handed. He was in tears on his way back home. Morally down was he. He had no strength to go back to his home and show his faces to his small family which had - his wife and a newly born boy. The boy whose name was yet to be given who was dark in complexion looked darker in the hot humid conditions and lack of proper care. Days passed in worries for the family. The work he was doing wasn't enough for him to sustain his family. He thought "There is a new member in his small family. Atleast he should get some luxury." But what could he do rather than working harder than ever and at the same time looking at more jobs to increase is fare. The man was very devotional too. He had immense faith on his God. Before going to work , he visits the temple daily to seek blessings from his God and then go to his work. He never complaints his God for his lifestyle. He decided that today let's adjust for a night. Tomorrow he would work harder and would worship is God for a solution. That night his child cried for the entire night out of the hot conditions in the house and of hunger and starvation. The man kept hold of his son and cried hugging him the entire night. The next day arrived. And like any other day , the man finished his household works and stepped his foot outside to go for work. He visited the temple before going to work. To his surprise in the hot humid days of summer that day began with heavy rain. No one visited the temple rather than him and a lonely person who looked like a poor fellow like him. He entered the temple. But before he would worship his lord, suddenly his eyes saw that there were no ornaments in his lord's body. Before he could react he heard the noice of head priest and few people came running and caught hold of him and beat him hard before calling the police and handed him to the police. The police took the man with them. Before stepping in to the police van he saw the same poor man outside the temple.

(...to be continued...)