She fumbled on
the corner of the dark room.Her eyes picted a yellow fame of bohemia for she
knew it was her last day in her house.The state had announced already to move
the civilians to the mobile parts of the city.Hiroshima, the city on Emergency,
that’s what the newspapers potrayed. The girl alone in the dark room cleaned
the old portrait of her father.The old stout man in the frame
dressed in Army colours posed in a proud manner for he was the Major of the
Battallion by then.On the other hand the girl in front of him, separated by by
a frame burst into tears removing the dust fallen due to ages on him.
A war…..
A war made that old good smile last forever…
A war made a lean merciful figure burst into tears….
A war that will make a girl homeless by next few hours…..
An hour later,in her unconsciousness she heard the world
break down.For a while,she thought of the Almighty to have broken its creation
into pieces.A bang on her head and there again she was left in
unconsciousness.Bleeding all over she saw her father again after 3 years.
She: (in grief) look, what your waging war has caused
father….
Your girl…
Your princess’s life is on bid here….
Ahh! You proud old man…
How can you create me for you boasted of devastation? ...
Major: (being out of action, grasped with grief, sat on
the old chair)
My girl….
You remember those old days when you used to dance on my
lap?
Those happy days came because I waged war…
Had not I waged war, you could have never smiled like you
used to….
Had not I waged war, we would have never filled your
wadrobe with dresses you never wore the second time….
I boasted of war coz war gave me the pride and position
in the society I had in my days….
With blood squeezing
out of her mouth,She smiled…..
She: (a grey sarcasm
on her face)
You….
Yes, sir…
You….
Don’t you think that has made all the difference? ....
Your war is killing me in bits and pieces every moment
now and then…
Sir, you lost your family, but have you ever thought what
I lost in this game of gamble??
I lost a loving father,I lost a father who used to sing
for me in my childhood..
I lost my family too….
I m on the verge of getting homeless today…
Poor old man..
Have some mercy on this poor girl….
Major: (silently walked down the streets of bloodshed…)
She saw him for the last time…..
Death felt heavier on her. She could feel her rotten womb
with blood all over.She could see the newcomer die before it could see its
death.Her pain….
She cried and she cried…..
Death came through the shores of Seto Inland Sea….
Death hit the shores of the Miyajima Island ….
In her dying hours, she saw the world of her own.She saw
her children play with her father in the backyard of her house. She saw her man
come home after a hefty all day work. She saw her family sitting together on a
feast. She saw greenery all over……
6th August 1945,
The New York Times quoted,“ FIRST ATOMIC BOMB DROPPED IN
JAPAN;MISSILE IS EQUAL TO 20,000 TONS OF TNT;TRUMAN WARNS FOE OF A ‘RAIN OF
RUIN’”…..
She was left unnoticed in the morgue of death with blood showering……..
