The Unloved

                                      The Unloved
                                                   The Story Of a Love terrorist
My name is Saren.I want tell you the story of my life,which is my plea for love.In Somalia there is a famine of food ,In Zimbabwe ther is a famine of Money.But in my life there is a famine of Love.
I dono anything about My parents except that they were em-ployees of a company when I was child and they had become CEO of their(our) own company as I grown up.The only thing that they used to tell me “Study well, so that you can become CEO of our company and you can hearn more fame and money than us”.
In my school,the only thing mattered was the fee I paid and How to insert the formulae of IIT-JEE in my mind.They never speak about the practical emotions of child.They’re called “Tech-no Schools”.
The scarcy thing in my life upto teenage is LOVE.As cheguvera said “NO Life without freedom”, I say “Freedom without love tends to Destruction”.
In My college, I craved for love but I didn’t get either from friends or from facaulty.I’ve friends only to celebrate Parties. My life was going without anything in presence of everything. Meanwhile,two years after joining engg. I saw a girl who is my Jr. in my college and she seems gorgeous.I dono what happened to me when I saw her for first time. I went to her and asked “Can you be My love?” her face turned like a question mark and with a feeling of hesitation she said
“how can I be your love?I even dono who you’re.”so you wanna know about me.Indeed, I too needa know about you.shall we date?” I replied without any delay. She laughed and that seemed like a Green signal in Traffic to me.
We dated for more than two years,which was like a period of spring.We had spent like finger and palm.I enjoyed her presence but I didn’t experienced love but that’s astrong desire to be with her.
I know ,that doesn’t stand long time.Time came to divide us.My Engg was completed and I forced to do job in our company .The distance b/w us was enhanced and time was seemed to be like a scarcy thing.I needed to go to overseas for company’s work.we got a gap of three months.
After returning I heard that she got her new boy friend and my eyes too witnessed that.That angered me ,I invited her for friendly final talks in my home.She came with her new boy friend.That angered me more than before.
“What do you wanna talk?” she asked as she entering the room.
“I want your pair to be a everlasting one.” I lied but she didn’t recognised and said “ Thank you”
I ‘m a good hockey player in college and I can hit the ball very strongly and accurately. I hit her head with my favorite hock-ey stick and within minutes she turned red. Her new boy friend ran away.
But guilty can’t be hidden more time.Cops caught me in two days and court sentenced life time jail to me.In jail I met Ka-ka,a 55 year old but humorous.He came to jail for another’s guiltsince he got money from that guiltier for treatment of his daughter.
“Did you Offer love to anybody in your life time,so far?” he asked me after listening my story. I thought for some time and said “NO”
“how can you expect that from anybody if you don’t to any-body?”
That question awakened thinker in me and I decided to give love to people in need.Fortunately,God sent me to the correct place where there is more no. of people than anywhere.I shared my experience with all jailmates and cops.I teached them from my experiences and I too learned from them.Now.I wanna give love to those who are in need.In that way only I can repent for the sins I committed.
                                                                                                 By
                                                                                        Prasanth K.Snighta