THE WORLD, HIS OYSTER - TALES OF INCLUSIVITY - #Blogchatter #WriteAPageADay
He was a young lad who wanted to stand out,
Be special in some
way or the other,
Often, he wished he
could stand outside and shout
What was deep within
his heart, be more like his brother.
“Be gallant and brave,”
his brother always told him
“Make our parents
proud, you are the chosen one to do so!”
He pored over those
words; was it just a whim?
Was he really the
chosen one? The one to do more?
In school, he was the
naughtiest one of all,
Never able to stay
still, a whirlwind of a child;
Often ‘outstanding’ –
listening from outside the hall,
He received chides
galore, both strict and mild.
His brother was the
perfect role model, oh yes, he was!
Academically inclined,
a sportsman to the hilt,
Uproars, issues, flare-ups,
he was never the cause,
Gentleman to the
core, that’s how he was built.
The young one had a
mind of his own, mind you!
He played truant from
school, and his close friends followed suit,
His parents berated
him, saying, “Is this what we’ve taught you?”
He ignored their complaints;
he cared not a hoot!
Our young man,
however, looked up to his older sibling,
Yet, his enthusiasm
could not be curbed, however much he tried,
He looked around
jauntily, unafraid of anything,
The world was his oyster,
welcoming and wide!
One day, when he
returned from college, and walked in,
He realized that it
was time to turn a new leaf,
His father sat,
motionless, hand on his chin
His mother seemed a
statue, bent over with grief.
The telegram sat on
the table, its words cruel and bald,
He read the words in
disbelief, his heart beating aloud,
His brother, and Army
officer, had from the world been recalled,
While the family
wept, the Nation stood proud.
When the formalities
were done, the young man stood, head bowed,
Heart-broken, as he
watched his parents silently mourn.
Pride reigned
supreme, but over them all loomed a cloud,
While the world lauded
the hero, they had lost their own.
Word Count: 351
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