Many will say he is crack, a jerk, and many more, while he will say them whatever. Certainly everyone laughed at him at what he did,slapped him at his head, took his cap out. While he smiles back and says nothing.
I am talking about John, born on feb10, 1987 on Miami, Texas in a low class family. His family once worked in a textile factory which got collapsed due to extreme loss. Due to this his brother jumped off the bridge and his dad hasn’t been seen from then on. When i asked him about his family he said
we usually were two but sometimes my momma would call guest.
They all slept in same room while i used to sleep in sofa watching TV while night. It were fun times though they used to happen only once in a week.
When he was 5 years old his mum left him. From then on he was living with his grandma.
He was disable from the birth. He used leg frames to walk. His grandma send him to school by knitting clothes. There i met him. My first day in class, i didn’t found any place to sit except his and went to his seat. He said not to talk with the strangers. I said that we could be friends then only he gave me side to sit. I told my name was Lucy and he told his name.
We got along each other very well. We helped each other in everything. He was not good in study. Even though I got good grades in subject he never used to have it except in one ‘history’. He was very good in history. He knew mainly every dates while in others he was close to zero. He always used to say A -B and vice versa. All used to say him psycho even teacher scold at him and laughed while I used to smile. He was so forgettable that he always forgot the spoon in the tiffin box so I used to get it myself. We were all day together. As he was weak in walking so I took him to bus and only we depart.
He was always bullied over. But one day that bully changed his life. One day in town there was bull racing festival. Our school took us there. But as we were in the pedestrian someone pushed him over to the road and suddenly bulls were kept lose. He had no choice than to run. His leg guard didn’t let him run but he did a little by little a step by step . Suddenly his leg guard broke out and he ran like an athlete. He was so swift that he won everyone ahead of him. I was in a shock and was looking for him but he ran all across his house to meet his grandma.
Time passed by and we grew old. He was my best mate . Not only my best mate but also my only mate. I loved him but I couldn’t tell him because I thought he would feel bad. So I kept that with me. We did our high school and bachelor in same university. He wasn’t children in university as a nerd but was chosen as an athlete and was kept in every sports that was played in the collage .
Our houses weren’t far away. It was just a km away so he head to my home in weekends mainly. I was living with my grandpa because my parents died in a car accident. But whenever he came in my home he never used to ask me about them cause he had his own problem and it would have made him sad.
After our graduation, I basically liked dancing and I had to rum my home so I had to join a bar,while he joined army. Even though we were far away from each other, we usually wrote letters to each others telling how we were doing. But I could not tell him I was selling my body dancing nude in the night bar. By his letter I found out he was the worker. Even though he never said he was the worker but he said
I carry logs, guns and used to cook food in the camp. And I always respect my captain.he us the best captain un the whole US army.
I cried how he was used as an idiot.
One day he came for a week vacation from Vietnam where he was kept. He cane to my home and asked for me to my grandpa . He came in the bar and saw people throwing money at me at my body. After seeing that he couldn’t resist and beat those people. I took him out of the bar and scolded him. I told him never to talk with me. I think that was the greatest mistake of my life.
Even though I said him not to talk with me he always sent me letter every week but I dumped them. In one letter he probably have told me about getting felicitated by president and had pleaded me to come in the ceremony ( I might have disposed that too) cause I saw him in TV . Seeing him I turned off the TV and went out. That was my anger with him. Not really anger but I neglected him even though he wanted to get near me. He was getting awards while I was an addict. I started using drugs and got used to sex. I got caught by police. Knowing I was caught by police he came to free me . I didn’t wanted him seeing again so I slapped him and told him to never come in my life again. He wished me happy Birthday and gave me a diamond necklace .I took that and was about to throw in the pond he said not to throw as it cost him 3 months salary i.e. 4500$.I said
You stupid. You can get this in 1500. You are such an idiot.
I turned back and left.
I was in my addiction. I was feeling weak day by day. People used to call me whore, bitch, slut…..I had no prestige. Slowly got tensed because of drugs. So I tried to suicide but I couldn’t. The next day my grandad died getting struck by the car. I was all alone now. I quited drugs.
One day I opened the TV . It was all Olympic games going on. USA on the top of the list. To my surprise I saw John there in 100 m race. He won the race and pulled his shirt out. There was written something. “For my beloved grandma and Lcuy”. I cried seeing that and said he still don’t know how to write my name. Even though humans were evolved millions of year back, many people like Buddha,Jesus,Hitler,and Osama are born but none is born like him.
After two weeks I went to hospital to check up. I had found his cell number and have called him. When he will come I will purpose him for marriage . I know he wouldn’t say no to me or will he? But how can I tell him I have AIDS? Certainly i would tell him one day. But I know he would be happy to see me after 9 years.
My teardrop fell on the paper. I shut her eyes and hugged her.
And yeah I would have certainly married. But I wish if you could call my name for one last time.
I took the book and necklace and buried her.
Inspired from Forrest Gump