The Pyjamas With Printed Flowers


Flower, is that associated with girls ? And is the color pink the same way ? 

Must be. Cause I am both pink coloured and I have flowers. Once a boy bought me and he got mocked by everyone. Even by his mother. Even though she was a woman. In anger, the boy tossed me out of his window. As I fell, I remembered how much the boy had liked me. He had saved all his pocket-money to bring me out of the store. I fell on the road and it was a highway. So before I could know where I had landed up, sixteen vehicles had already trampled me. My pink body was tanned with dust and my flowers looked dead. I was even torn at places. For many hours that seemed like days, I lay there ; immobile and helpless.  Then one small girl came to me and picked me up with care. She scampered to her shack and gave me to her brother. The brother was probably in his mid-teens and so he threw me away with hate. His sister was on the verge of crying. Hurriedly, she picked me up and went up to her father's room. Her father was sleeping and so she kept me on the floor, at his feet. Then she went off to play.

When I saw light, I had been put on by that girl's father. Grandly, he went out of the door. There were people all around. At first I thought that everyone would laugh at him too. But none did. Do you know what stopped them ? Poverty... They had so little as possessions, that they did not dare to mock what someone else had.  Even little me was like a precious thing to them.




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