Children Of A Lesser God

Dear One,

It was morning, but there was a deathly darkness lurking around a lost soul. No earthly light was able to reach to the darkest part of his being. Something was clawing him inside as a tear of sorrow escaped his drooping eyes. He had failed the test. He had lost the game. He was sorry for everything that had happened and for everything that was about to come.

He took a deep breath and looked up to the vast blue sky. He saw the birds flying without any care. He felt the wind blow with careless abandon. He wanted to be like them. His soul yearned for an early escape. And for a moment he felt happy and that was his last cheerful respite.

He went inside his room and locked himself in. He looked around as if to say goodbye to all the lifeless objects; for he too was about to join them shortly. He thought of his mother who loved him dearly, who wanted him to become a successful Neuro-surgeon. His dad too was very successful in his chosen field, and he was his hero. Although, he couldn't see much of his hero during the day as he was busy saving the world and making money. His dad had fantastic dreams for his only child.

Today, however, he had let down his hero. He felt a surge of intense guilt surge through his entire body and in an instant threw himself out of the balcony. He floated for a second in a sea of happiness and all was over.

He was just a child of 11 and he had failed his mid-term exams.

He was afraid to face his own kind; people like you and me.

Do you think it is a fragment of my own imagination? However, over the last few days, this has been the ugly truth. 3 children, ended their life even before it had actually started. What a frustrating plight of today's children burdened by the dreams and expectations of a competitive tomorrow.

Who is to be blamed? You tell me.