Sensitivity distinguishes my younger brother assuring the
opposite direction of blood running through both of our veins for he gels so
well with all the random animals while even now barking dogs scare the wits out
of me. It is weird how the whole family shrieking over the presence of a rat in
our kitchen, cursing the ugly looking species, made my brother cry! Crying at
our ruthless demeanour he just said – ‘Why can’t you all just see how cute
hoojoos look? How bad it must be feeling listening to you all!’ Well hoojoo
pertain to the rats here, for this was the only word he could pronounce to
describe a rat ever since he was four. He got so breathless that my parents
took control by assuring him that they will harmlessly let him out of the house
with some food and that was necessary for hygienic reasons. Overnight, the mere
words he spoke darted through my heart for it left me to ponder how God must be
feeling when we actually prove ourselves to be maniacs by overlooking the much
more ‘cuter’ aspects of life and just criticizing the less cuter jolts of life!
Sometimes how we need to let the pouring rain touch our faces before the joyous
feeling of witnessing the rainbow can engulf us. Sometimes how a rodent makes
you realize that the reason why God doesn’t always put all the sweet things in
your basket is just because he cares way too much for you to not become
diabetic. :)
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