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As I opened my eyes, I found the golden rays of the sun kissing me. Suddenly for a moment I had no idea where I was. It took few seconds for awareness to seam into my consciousness. I stirred myself and raised my body from the bed-at least that’s what I think I should call it since I slept there. My bedstead was just some hay I had gathered and a sack of sand served as my pillow. The whole picture showed no presence of the entity called “bed”. But it was definitely more comfortable than the others who had to endure the hard ground as their futon. I looked around to find the others drowning in deep sleep in spite of all the discomfort. It had indeed been a hard day yesterday. I took a deep breath as if to marshal all my energy for the coming day. I rummaged my rucksack for my mirror. This was the only routine luxury of my present everyday life. I always commence my day by looking at the mirror. I was trying in vain to fix my ruffled hair with my fingers. All of a sudden, as if like a mischievous sparrow spying into a kitchen garden, I remembered the significance of the day. To say frankly I wasn’t even surprised that I had forgotten it. In fact it seemed to be the most obvious and irrelevant thing to overlook at a time like this- I might have even cursed myself to that I had even recalled it! But as I tried more and more to blank out my thought the more it bugged my mind. I just couldn’t help it and since I could not repress my sudden recollection, I whispered the old celebration to myself, “Happy birthday!!” I put my mirror back to my bag-the container of all my possessions. Everybody was wide-awake now. Most of them had started to get up and prepare themselves for the coming day. Some few ease loving ones were closing their eyes in the hope of a final nap. It must be admitted that how surprisingly resilient everybody were. No body complained to sleep in this dreary stable away from the comfort of the sweet home. It seemed like all had lived like this forever-nobody had any home, family, comfort or notion of their own. It was just like the leader, in his mesmerizing speech, had told about the poignant, hard life all have to live now to win the posterity of their dreams. For the moment we were supposed to forget all the personal fancies of our lives. We should only concentrate on our duty, which is to divert all our thoughts to the path of freedom and work as a unity.
Approximate Word count = 1794
Approximate Pages = 7.2
(250 words per page double spaced)
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