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Articles: Short Stories | Tears unnoticed!
- Ms. Susmitha S
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Vindhya was taken aback and sat silent, obsessed with the thoughts so much that she didn’t notice her Grandfather entering into her room and sitting beside her.
“What happened Vindhu.. why are you looking dull?” asked her grandfather.
Vindhya was startled by his voice and replied,” Na … na.. nothing”.
“Come on Vindhu, don’t hide”
Vindhya explained everything about Sanjay and Sumana.
Grandfather sighed and nodded his head thoughtfully.
“Grandpa! Am in total confusion.. there’s nothing to be blamed and no one to be blamed. Each one has got their own reasons. Only thing left is to pray to God to do some miracle!”
“Vindhu .. had this been the situation 10 years back, I would have agreed with you.”
“What does that mean Grandpa?”
“Vindhu … Caste .. where did it come from? Who created it? Its we who divided ourselves .. not God. For Him, every one are equal.. all are His children. Even I don’t blame the system too.. had this been in the past.
At that time and according to those living conditions, we divided ourselves into 4 sub systems.. Brahmins, to gain, learn and teach knowledge and also promote spirituality.
Kshatriyas, to protect the country and people. Vaishyas, to promote business and financial conditions of the people.
Sudras, to support the living of all the above class people.
Time passed by and so are the customs… Now a Brahmin is into Army, a Kshatriya into business and a Vaishya into teaching .. likewise everything has changed.
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