I have been wondering as to what adoption is all about. I have spent quite a number of years in knowing it. I agree that internet is the compandium to find any possible information on earth below the sky. But somehow, I was just unable to find the essence in the adoption and what it really meant. There was a feeling that was just letting me know the missing link. Something that just is not so correct.
Here I am, telling you all a true story. A story, which would either perplex you or might make you feel that the child is just not lucky. I am not sure where he was born, who were his parents, where was the child living until it was adopted. I f I were to give a live testimonial, I would tell every piece of information, every incident, for I have seen the child grow. Dont run your imagination, Just keep it to this very post and these very lines.
He was born on a day during the spring season of the year, year not sure yet. I have been wondering as to who his real parents might be. Those who left him after he was born, or those who took care of him for over 2 decades or those friends of him, who were with him during his good bad and worse times. I am still wondering. Not sure who is to be blamed for his past. The past which had green pastures, shades of grey, dark and filled with horrifying realities.
As a boy, in his early ages, he got everything from his parents, the one who were taking care of him. Not even once, not even once, was he asked if he liked wat was given to him. His mental environment began to mature at a very early age. Rather than cribbing, or even crying which every other child of his age would have done, he dint complain. He never thought that there was a good point in complaining. He knew, deep down in his heart, that one day, his parents would love him the most. And that was the day he has been waiting ever since.
He had a brother to take care of. His brother, he considers to be the best brother anyone could have, the one whom he respects a lot and loves a lot. He used to shout at him, yell at him and at times in their late school days, he beat him as well. But he loved his brother very much, for whatever he was doing, it was for his brother's good. He gave up his dreams, his options, his thoughts, and just lived to ensure that his brother got undivided attention from his parents. For he was aware, he was aware of one thing. The attention he seeked from his parents, the one that was due for a long time, would take even longer time.
To ensure he never felt lonely and hurt, he started making friends and spending more time with them. Years past, he grew. Human emotions never deterred him, nor controlled him. Infact, he controlled the emotions. Until.. Until the day came when he met a gal. The gal, who brought a meaning to his life. But she dint last long. She came as a tide that brought tortoise to the sea shore to lay eggs and give birth to a new life, and went back like the tide that took the crabs into ocean. A tide she came, a tide she went. Would the sea shore stop to be what it is because of that one beautiful tide? But hey, life is more than this. he let bygones be bygones. He realized that there is much more indepth meaning to life, and time had changed so many things.
He has seen enough till now. Gone through enough till now. But, there is a never give up attitude in him, that makes him to survive and all the difficulties that have come, have inturn brought a hope, a dream of having good times. Its not that he never had good time in his life at all. but they never lasted either. He has seen discrimination to the fullest at home. Yet, he continues to give his best for his family. He searched for happiness and never got it. he finally realized that being happy is not meant for him, So he keeps people around him happy. I guess, thats why he was born, even if his birth was unintentional. He did things that were good to others. He always thought of what is good for others, but never thought or felt that there should be something wrong done to others. Most of his friends do n0t think he is normal. For he does not get angry. Does not react to situations like others do. He tries to give positive energy rather than spreading pessimism, Moreover, he is in a constant process of keeping people around him happy.
All this while, while reading this post, if you have been wondering who this guy is, than dont. This was what I thought of, how a person would be, who would realize that he does not know who his true gene donors were.
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