NazReens WebLog

A little girl, one day, stood by the roadside, admiring the many cars that whizzed by. She smiled to herself. “Wow, their journey must be great ones.” Then, one day, a car stopped by. A chap called out, “hey little one, just pop in. No worries, I bet I will hold on to you.” And so her journey began. It was beautiful. Every moment was nice and comfy. She smiled. She enjoyed. The car moved on. There and then, it fumbled and tumbled through paths of rocks. All along, in her heart, she said to herself, someone had said he’s gonna hold on. The trust held her, for she too held on.

Then, their car came to a crossroad. ” Hey I’m gonna take that way. I’m sorry but I’ve to drop you off.” It was a matter of 2 minutes, those words exchanged.

Hmmm… what was it for that she held on so tight? What was it for that she’d fought? What was it for that then she’d to be left back; back at the same roadside?

She wiped her tears and prayed each day. Oh God, let the journey for him be at least most nice and smooth.

By the roadside as she stood. Smiling and tearing, walking but fearing.

Then, again, another chap called to that little girl. “Hey kiddo, just pop in.” Sigh was she really a kiddo?

There she stays by the roadside. Looking at all those cars whizzing by. Somethings inside kills her often. Oh god, she called. She needed a shoulder. She couldn’t handle all alone. Mama….she called. “Oh my baby, what are you crying for?” “Mama… mama… abcdefg…. ” she explains. In her mother’s arms, she stays.

by the little girl ~