Silent kid[2]

Chapter 6:

Omkar was trying to find ways of communicating with the kid…

"Buoy, can you understand me? " … but the kid was unaware of his language.

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" Take it. '' Omkar unwrapped a candy he had with him (within his pockets) and gave it to the kid, who just kept looking at the candy.

' It's strange!' Omkar exclaimed. 'Does this kid not know about candy?' First thing was this boy's condition: Was he abandoned? Omkar couldn't help but think of such an answer. However he shook this thought out of his head. Maybe there was a village nearby and this boy just came too deep or was playing around here. But still: why were the boy's clothes in such a bad condition? They were almost unwearable. Poverty? Couldn't think of it. It's not a valid reason for him to be here. Omkar looked at the boy.

From the looks of it, there was a clear expression of curiosity on the kid's face. 'What is this pink(?) thing?' Looking at the candy he(the kid) sniffed it like an animal. Omkar blinked twice. "E-a-t it, " Omkar showed it with action. The white boy stopped sniffing and tasted it with his red tongue. His eyes sparked in amusement. What does this taste(?) I feel! And just like that the boy strangely started licking the candy, similar to when the cats lick their feet and fur.

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Omkar thought it was the right time to ask him, but he decided to wait till this kid finished eating.

"Boy , are you lost? " Omkar asked, just after the 'wild-boy' finished his candy, making everything sticky.

"..?!?.. "

"... " Omkar sighed.

" Y-o-u-r , h-o-m-e , w-h-e-r-e, " The boy did not understand what he was saying so Omkar thought it would be better to try communicating differently and decided to speak with gestures, thinking this boy did not speak the language he was speaking. Omkar first pointed his finger towards the white boy, then he joined his tips of fingers, except of thumb, creating a shape of the house roof. Lastly he gestured with his hand saying—where(?) and rotated his hand above his head.

The boy looked at Omkar's strange actions and repeated what he was saying. " Wyhour. Bwhwome. Wle!" Omkar blinked thrice, ' what the hell! ' What's going on? It was like this kid is learning how to speak and understand. This confirmed that the kid was not mute. 'Is this kid naive from the outside world or what?'Omkar wanted to conclude. However, he shook his head and took the kid's hand, " Come with me. "

Earlier Omkar had asked the boy for his name. But no answer came out from the boy's mouth. The kid didn't even understand what he said. He didn't even nod or shake his head. All he did was to amaturesly repeat the same thing Omkar spoke.

'Something's not right with this boy.' Omkar felt it. This boy was mysterious, he concluded and took his hand.

"Cold!? " Omkar was startled. He checked white boy's temperature, pulse and found everything… ' Cold as ice. '

It's not normal…

"Are you fine? "

The kid just repeated what he said.

"You don't want to answer…"

Omkar tried to explain the boy with hand gestures and somewhat succeeded in it.

Without expecting for the boy's reply, Omkar untied his blazer and wore it on the cold smacked child. He was worried that this fragile boy's condition was almost deteriorating. Omkar analysed, he was suffering from Hypothermia. '

Omkar rubbed the kid's palms with his, trying to generate necessary heat. Later, Omkar took the boy close to him and covered him totally by his body cuddle to generate more heat.

***

Day passed and came noon, Omkar was still trying to heat the body temperature of the kid. Yet, there was no change. It was a strange situation. There was nothing wrong with the kid as he was still playing with him like a happy kitten, but the pale skin and darkened eyes said something different.

Omkar was unhappy, since he couldn't understand what was going on with the kid.

" It's getting late…"