My blood( people)

[ feeling brotherhood with my santal fellow]

My blood

 Unbelievable

A boy and a girl.

With my first look.

I got them in my heart.

The boy was unexpectedly laying down on the floor, the girl beside sat hopelessly.

As my heart burn

I drew closer to them.

They were starving in the crowd.

Their long face and dim eyes were almost in utter lost.

No water, no food, just like that at the mercy of nature.

They are my blood.

As my father came 1970 in search of work.

Definitely this two also belong to same flock.

I felt more pity of their dress.

It identifies me and me along at the station.

I felt like prodigal father

To embrace both of them and kill the fat goat

And dress them with new sandal and ring to renew their breath once again.

With my broken heart I asked them.

Do you have anything to eat?

The girl looked at me with lots of hope and expectation.                                        

The boy after glimpse of eye contact squashed like an earthworm.

I recalled Mother Teresa who would serve them better.

After spending half an hour

I thought of leaving them.

The boy requested- can you reach us Ausgram?

After ten minutes  I put them in a bus.

The girl asked me-where is your village in Dumka?