Just a little dream...

The other day, I had to take a lesson 'as usual' unplanned. Its seems like a norm with that so called' planned' school and I kind of started giving in to the chaos. So this is how the story flowed out of me verbatim....

There was a small girl who was not liked by her two other twin sisters. She was not born to the same mother. But she was the most hard working of all the three. While the twin sisters went to school and messed around the small house, she would humbly clean and wait for a miracle to change her life. 

Every night, she would ask God, "Am I suppose to never set hand on a book? Will my life always be like this? Will I never get to eat fresh food and my survival would be on leftovers? But God, oh God, I believe in your goodness. I believe in you." She would say and sleep each night in the ramp shanty bed that was given to her outside the house. 

She was the nature's child. Each night a little squirrel would come and sleep by her side and the birds in the nearby bush would sing her a new song when she opened her eyes to a new day, which didn't seem to bring a new promise. But Gayatri believed in God's miracles. 

One such morning was a little unusual. Gayatri was suddenly jolted out of bed by the panic and chaos that seem to be coming from the larger Peepal tree."Whats going on? Why are all the birds in so much panic?" She rushed to the tree only to be shouted back," Where are you heading off to? Don't you have to give us breakfast you lazy bump?" screamed out the sisters in unison. 

Gayatri, (the usual timid one), didn't seem to be affected by the chaos at home. She was worried for the little birds, for any animal and being which was in pain. She was like this. 
She wore her shabby slippers and rushed outside. And what she saw, stunned her completely.A beautiful golden cage was hanging from the tree. Two most beautiful silver and blue coloured birds were restlessly fluttering in the cage. "Oh my God, where did this cage come from? Oh Bhagwaan poor birds! Am sure they must be miserable, why are they inside the cage?" Gayatri was so lost in her thought that she hardly realised her step sisters come and stand behind her. 

They murmured, " Aree, Gayatri what a lovely cage. Does it belong to you?" 

Gayatri answered flatly, not startled and not moved, "No it doesn't belong to me. I am not interested in the cage." 

So they jumped at the possibility, "So, so, let us have it and sell it in the market. Wow, wow what fun to have so much this season. The gold cage will fetch us lots," giggled the greedy self absorbed twin sisters who were hardly interested in the plight of the restlessly fluttering birds inside the cage.

Gayatri rushed to the cage and unlatched the tiny gate and happily swung out the delighted birds fluttering and hovering around Gayatri to land on her tiny hand. She jumped with joy as did all the creatures on and around the trees- the squirrels, the beavers, the rodents who were friendly, the tiny ants and the owl family dancing and rotating the tiny white heads.

As Gayatri moved away from the cage, magic happened and the twin sisters screamed in shock and ran into the house, "Oh Gayatri is possessed. Ma, Gayatri is possessed. There is a ghost in the tree, indeed there is." The cage smoked up transformed into a golden matador with a smart driver sitting in the front. Gayatri was amazed and then what happened later was another magic that left all the creatures bewildered. The birds spoke to Gayatri in the most sonorous voice and lovingly said, " Oh dear me girl, you have the kindest heart. Our cage has travelled to so many lands but no one has ever freed us from the cage. What do you wish for our little friend?" 
Gayatri blinked in joy to have found friends for the first time, and those that talked to her. "Oh you speak to me, you do?" 
" Oh I require nothing, nothing really but wish to God for my friends to be happy and blessed. May you fly in the blue skies and make others happy with you sweet voice."

So would it be, understood the birds. But they also understood, Gayatri's secret dream to study and see a school, to see her travel in the bus and speak well to a group of people. 

So also, it would be, thought the loving angels from God's court, who had posed to be birds of distress to report their single good deed of the day at God's court. " My dear friend, here you go and get yourself books to delight in. Study hard to your heart's content. Stay and enjoy the green pastures and breath fresh. Let the educated word make you reliable to fight for the common man's cause forever, forever...." spoke the birds in unison.

So swish went Gayatri into the golden bus, magically clean with a bag on her shoulder, face polished and hair done. With gratitude and prayer on her lips, she was shy to admit her dream of the night had come true. She wished silently for her old days never to trouble again, and God's angel made the memory go.  

End