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I saw a little boy standing alone,on the roadside. He was staring at the massive ocean , thinking about something. His rig-outs were tattered and was bare feet. It seemed that the footpath was his home and his play area was staring at the salted Arabian sea. Measuring it's depth which was as deep as his thoughts, which had transformed him into effigy.
I couldn't hold my curiosity as what he was thinking and I walked towards the boy ,handed him some pennies . To show my warmth and sympathy towards him , I asked him his name ?
The boy answered me in sullen voice "What do you want ?" Before I could even reply he yelled at me .'Get the hell out of here ,because of you RICH SAHIBS ! I lost my parent's and now I have nobody. Except this ARAB SAGAR , the road on which they took the last breath and the SEA LINK where I beq to earn my bread".
Now ,when I think about it, as a young boy in twenties who had just graduated, I was so aggressive,
sensitive and in my vexation could do anything.
The " WORDS" the harsh words of the boy echoed in my airway that night . The very next day in a full of rage , of being insulted and dishonored by that tramp I took my friends to take revenge on him.
The boy was standing on the same spot gazing the deep sea, for one moment I thought to leave him in his pain, in which he was floating and go back . But my heart which was blazing in revenge pulled the boy and punched him many times. The boy did not resented on being punched so many times , just stood still staring at me as if I was the Arabian sea . After being hit by me a number of time , the boy collapsed on my feet and now he was just a dead body . As the boy took his last breath in front of us , we all friends left the place, never to meet again.

TO THIS DAY, I REGRET MY DECISION.
BUT THE IRONY IS , I AM ALREADY OUT OF DAYS.
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Years passed by and me and my friends never met
after that incident. Now, I was a successful businessman and had a fortune to be jealous of.
I WAS LIVING MY BEST LIFE ,BUT MY WHOLE LIFE WAS COMING TO AN END.
On a silent night I was strolling along the sea, on the path which I have forgotten after doing misdeed. Enjoying the beauty of ARAB SAGAR and moon playing hide-and-seek with me.
Suddenly, I came across a boy gazing at me , as if I was a deep sea . His rig-outs were tattered and was bare feet . It seemed that the place was home to him and I kind-heartedly asked him "WHAT WAS HIS NAME PLEASE ? He looked up at me and with a grin answered me, “WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME”?
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Well, now a days I hang around with SHAMMI.
Two soul's standing on the footpath, staring the deep
ARABIAN SEA.