The Least Company

When I was young my parents always used to tell me ,“Scare only the wrong you did, not the ghosts.” Though I was young maybe they left those words for me as their last and one and only lesson for life. When they were laying on the bed fighting and getting tired. Ready to leave me and him alone in this world. I am their child and he is an orphan adopted by them and made him my brother. We could sacrifice everything for each other's concerns, realizing actions and afterwards just responding with a smile just like a blocked heart and lived for each other. What would the two child of 10 years old supposed to know more. But our parents' words were encraved between our hearts with the token as a hand band which was a gift of ours just two days before the parents fell and was our birthday. Long streets abit far away from our dark rooms, no light and puberty and poverty was all hanging around all the time till the day we were forced into the orphanage after they passed away on the 3rd day of our birthday. We both were sad but as I remember we were not a bit frustrated or crying aloud remembering parents where mother will go on repeated cooking with few ingredients to make us taste new foods and father full of energy even though everyone knew his work was the most tiring and hard. The word just labor is easy to say but doing it everyday to earn a living is not as simple as anyone thinks. (adult), I am tomorrow returning to my hometown tomorrow to meet my important person. I was adopted by a rich family from the orphanage and soon after I lost the communication with him. I still remember that day we were fighting because we won’t agree to leave each other. He was forcing me to go with them and be happy and I went on declining. Suddenly he spoke “we won’t be brothers anymore, if you won’t leave with them, it's my promise”. It got hard on me but I had no other choice but to go away. I don’t know how he looks now, he might be still ruckus, or may have got a lot of behaviors filled, maybe he at least doesn't cry to put water on body. I just suspect but not sure if he overcame that fear of his. Yeah! Actually he had a big problem with water but not the flowing one. As he sees water stored or in any vessel he will get a fever in an instant. Except for rain water it was his favorite. It rained the whole night. If it rained in Alafzia maybe he is somewhere sleeping in the open sky and getting beaten by raindrops and smiling all over with his really pure and kind eyes. Or maybe sitting on the edge with things on right pocket and gum on his left pocket and on his back pocket to right will be the handband of our, he hid to prevent from rain water. But one thing for sure he won’t fall asleep until the rain stops completely. As I always remember though his eyes were pure, but we only could see him smile a little during rain only and other times his face would remain expressionless who just won’t get buzzed just by some bad bullies,even a serious threat won't make him change his expression. I could feel his expressionless face was always crying out loud in his heart. Remembering him made me forget to sleep the whole night and I am all sleepy and lazy even to reach the airport . I got in the car and I saw graduated students on the road walking by with black hats and black cloth around them jumping in joy as they talked to each other. I am finally going to meet him after a long time. He was the topper of the whole academy when we were learning numbers. He could easily do multiplication and division as if it was nothing. When we were just focused on alphabets he could read all chapters and understand them well as well as memorize them. He would tutor me as well. Maybe by this time he has become a very good teacher or someone with great personalities. But I guess it’s a bit impossible because he was short tempered. He beat so many students just because they were bullying me.. “Child and small” was his hatest word, god knows why!. Airport is packed with people. I can't get through. After a long line of checking I got to enter the airplane now. I put my luggage and sat on my window seat. I just remember what he wished for on our birthday “oh god! Please give us one chance to ride that airplane and fly away to the sky”. I was too surprised to hear those words from his mouth. He was an orphan and he didn’t tell when his birthday was so parents decided to celebrate both birthdays together on february13. But there was a secret between us about his birthday. That bastard, he was always full of secrets. He told us nothing about him but my parents, i think they know about him but no one shared with me. But one day he took me to a place which looked really beautiful but was dangerous one mistaken step and direct death. On the 100m ahead from the sign of danger was our place, our favorite place since I was 4 ys old. Actually I never know since do i know him but he is in my memory since i know. But we would go to that place often for no reason so we named it “neoha” which means dangerous peace. Sound of the crybaby is quite loud.Did the mother went to wash or something airplane is full of that child sound. Maybe I should put on some headphones. “Oh! The love song, good” was my head indicating. Now I have come to guess if he got a girlfriend or may be wife. “No way,” I mumbled on my own . He never liked to be near girls. He would just sit alone with books in his hand or might be practicing his fighting skills. So, strang we were just 10 and he looked mature with everything.