OUTSIDE THE VILLAGE IN AN UNKNOWN MOUNTAIN --
THUMP!!!!....THUMP!!!...THUMP!!!...
"Why are you here HAKAI?"
"Or rather I should ask How are you here?"
"How did you find this place?"...
asked ASAHI a young man around 24 years old continuously beating a
something with his hammer....
" You don't need to know that...I have come with a request..." said Hakai...
"If it is about the sword forget it....only my father would have been able to forge something like that...I only forge basic weapons.." replied Asahi
"But I cannot go anywhere else, only your bloodline knows about it... At least try...it is important..." requested Hakai...
" My....my...father lived a normal life and died peacefully and throughout his life he never forced the work of sword smith upon me like the previous generations..he wanted to break the tradition and wanted me to explore the world and see something beyond the mountains and the closed working caves ....he believed there was no need for me to learn that since it was peaceful then....but see my luck, I still am stuck here all because one day something called King appeared...SO YOU UNDERSTAND NOW!!! JUST LEAVE ME ALONE...!!" said Asahi as his eyes filled with tears remembering his father's last wish and the sufferings he had to go through after his death....
Hakai did not had any words so he was silent...he knew everything changed suddenly, within five years...it was natural to get mad at life...it was natural to get frustrate...it was natural to loose hope...it was also natural to feel like not wanting to live anymore...the chaos was real...the current world was a real mess...no one knew what surprise they would get when they wake up next morning...they had to struggle for every single breath...
Hakai slowly bowed gently, touched his head on the ground and said " I know everything is hopeless now...we cannot even guarantee that we will be alive ..nothing is predictible but...I want the world to be peaceful again...we want the world to be peaceful again...that is why..I request you please at least try..try...because that is all we can do now....even a little hope can change the flow of events....I lost many comrades on the way and I remember each one of them like they are still around me...everyone of them sacrificed themselves believing that someday...someday it will all end...The thing I want to tell you is that there is hope...until we do not give up and dream of that freedom se really wish for....I know your father also hoped that one day he would be able to break the family tradition and that hope did not die.. it still lives within you ain't it...."
Hearing Hakai , Asahi realised that this man who was younger than him had seen even worse , his words lightened a small spark of hope within his heart...the tantrum he threw earlier now felt childish to him...
" Huhhhh....younger than me but still you are so much mature... do not make me feel ashamed anymore... I will try it but don't blame me if it doesn't turned out to be what you imagined..." replied Asahi as he wiped his tears...
Hakai gave his sword to him and decided to continue his practice in the mountain until his sword was ready....
IN THE VILLAGE----
"What is this place Master? Will you finally teach me something here?" asked Indra
"This is the village temple...it is dedicated to the children who lost their parents..."replied the old man...
Hearing that Indra felt a piercing pain in his heart...his eyes filled with sadness...
" We are not here to train... today we are here to serve...serve these children...spent time with them..." said the old man....
As Indra entered the village he saw children doing various kind of chores....
" Look closely...this is what the King has done..derived this kids of their childhood...their are hundreds of them...the age when they should run across the green fields they had to paint their hand with charcoal and act like an adult...the only time they can feel like children is when they see a new face entering the temple or someone like me who visits regularly here..." said the old man in a sad yet firm voice...
When the children saw the old man...they left everything and ran towards him smiling...
"Okay... Okay... tell me what will you eat today... You can ask for anything like you...today I am not all alone so I can make a lot for your all..." said the old man with a smiling face....
"Curry"..."Paratha"..."Special Rice".... Said the kids in joy....
Indra saw the children..they were wearing old torn clothes....their face and hands were all muddy because of the chores...but still they smiled...Indra's heart felt with mixed emotions...he felt sad seeing their condition but also felt happy seeing them smile...His eyes felt with tears...and this time he started to cry...the child inside him came out...he was continuously wiping his tears but they didn't stopped....
"Are you also alone" "Don't worry we are all here" "we will be your friend" "I have some sweets, you can take it"...the children around him tried to calm him down when they saw tears in his eyes.....
The old man slowly walked towards the kitchen....
"When you are done, do come and help me" said the old man as he walked away....
"I will be your brother" " And I will be your little sister" " Did someone hot you"....the children continued to calm him down...
"You guys... are you all serious...that is not how kids should reply...I feel like a kid myself hearing that...Do not worry about me... I am perfectly fine...So wait.. we will have a wonderful food today...and you all can play... I will do every chore..." said Indra as he wiped his tears and tried to smile....
That day, Indra worked hard in the temple..he did all kind of chores and helped the old man prepare the meal...then he served each and every child with the fresh cooked meal by his own hands...Indra felt a different kind of joy as he spent the time with the children...he felt something different...his heart felt light now...his mind was calm...and there was hope and clarity in his purpose....