As a child I didn’t hanker after toys. I was more into books, and those I got without asking. There wasn’t anything I needed, except that what I needed wasn’t available, and couldn’t be brought into my life.
I felt sad when I looked at other children with their mothers. I also felt different from other children my age thinking I must have done something bad, so God took my mother to punish me. I felt a lesser person than the others.
When I would come home after school there was no one waiting for me. Lala (elder brother) wouldn’t be at home, and the house would be empty and silent.
The servants were indifferent. They would put the food on the table whether I was there or not to eat it. Often it was cold or tasteless. In the evening I was so tired I would fall asleep without eating anything.
I wonder now what happened to the food, and where did it go?
Out of Your Reach
Was there a toy or thing you always wanted as a child, during the holidays or on your birthday, but never received? Tell us about it.