Once upon a time there a was a little orphan of age eight. In the village of six families he was left alone, in farms and on roads. His family not known. He couldn’t go to school so he had no friends. The people of the village said he made things disappear, broken ploughs, glass and stacks of hay, so people kept away.
One fine day a boy was being punished by his teacher, he was tied to a tree for running away from school. The orphan joined the field to play, and upon noticing the boy tied to the tree, he offered his friendship to him.
“A friend!” the unkowing lonely boy exclaimed, took the orphan’s hand and friendship it became.
The boy talked about school and the orphan listened. When the boy ran out of stories they decided to play.
“But I am bound… my new friend,” he said to the orphan.
“No problem…,” the orphan said, “We will make things!”
“Make things?” asked the boy. “But we are kids! Infants!”
“Small things…,” the orphan replied, “everything around you is made. If they can, so can we. Just small things,” the orphan said.
So they gathered fallen leaves and broken twigs from around the tree and stitched a bird.
“Wow!” the little boy gasped, upon which the orphan kissed its wings and the bird began to fly. It fluttered and went around the tree twice. It sat on the little boy’s shoulder and chirped ‘Thank you,’ he believes, before it flew away.
“Who are you? How is this possible?” the little boy asked.
The orphan touched the rope around the boy’s tummy. “Only if we love enough,” he said, and the snake disappeared into the woods.
This is a guest post written by Sasmit Powale. Sasmit is a mass media student from Mumbai, India. He is a budding writer and a poet. His other interests lie in philosophy, stories and music.
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