Nil

“….habits that are needed- the habit to love each other, the habit of not belittle-ing the other, the habit of learning something from every soul, in the process of my learning of these good lessons from these books, something strange happened that has disturbed the equilibrium of my mind. For the entire day yesterday, the image of Nil standing there kept flashing in my eyes. How easily I kept on nodding in affirmation to each thing that Dejan said in his shrilling tone. And how I, through my continuous complaints, kept on adding to his fury for Nil. There was literally no way that the old man could ask for a bit more of his peaceful sleep. He stood out of his door and listened to us like a child. The big pot belly kept inside his lose blue underwear and those left-right swinging eyes oozing out their water due to his high blood pressure- a movement  that is his trademark. In the deepest layers of my awarenesses, a truth continuously reverberated in sound- even if there's his feces stuck on the toilet seat’s rim, even if the bathroom continuously smells of pee, but for someone who doesn’t have a single family member in the entire world, who doesn’t have a reason to look forward to, in the entire length of the day, does he deserve to listen to such a bitterness about himself? He is a warm hearted,kind human being- Isnt that good enough ?  The sweet innocent sleep which is his only solution to keep at bay this same loneliness, we disrupted it with our biting, insulting words. The entire day, his huge round body and the two watery eyes blinking on top of it, haunted me. What would he have felt after hearing those plans of getting him out of the house?”