My Boundless Thoughts

Disclaimer: The below listed incident is not fictional. It is completely real. 100% accurate. This in itself should be shameful, disgraceful and appalling for everyone.


Staring at the blank ceiling above, an ingenuous eight year old boy struggles to count his breaths.

1…. 2…. 3….

“His condition is getting critical. I can’t guarantee the days he’ll survive.”

His mind kept on wandering to those lines the doctor told his grandmother earlier that day. He was fake sleeping to avoid seeing the stress lines on his grandmother’s wrinkled, yet pretty face.

 His little mind didn’t realize the gravity of the lines, still it kept on echoing inside his brain.

“When will the pain end Nanu? I can barely feel my body.” He had asked his grandmother minutes ago.

“Very soon bacchhe. Very soon. And there’s a big surprise after it. Want to know? You’ll get to meet your Dada and…

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