The Most beautiful smile I ever saw...
* A short story
A
bright Sunday morning, the millennium year, city of dreams-Bombay. I woke up to
the first photograph I ever took-of my then eight year old sister’s. For some reason,
I liked it more than any other, much to my sister’s disagreement. I never liked
working early morning, one of the perks my profession allowed, that of a photographer.
But today, I have to keep the promise I made to my dear friend- to do a photo
shoot for her NGO.
It was not a rosy picture. The building
the NGO was housed in was in ruins. They worked for the betterment of children
who didn’t know whom to call a ‘mom’ or a ‘dad’. The photo shoot was to be sent
to a UN body that they expected to provide some funds.
Hema, the caretaker of the home came
with a bunch of kids. They were not like the child artists we see on the TV.
They were not cute and chubby. But they had a sparkle in their eyes. What
nagged me the most was that they were not happy, something that made both the
person and the photographer in me, disappointed.
After some wide shots with all the kids,
I wanted a single shot with a kid, smiling. For some reason, my eyes caught Amir.
I asked Hema to tell Amir to smile for me .But whatever I did, I couldn’t get
that smile from him.
I and Amir went to the courtyard of
the building. We got talking. He asked “Bhaiyya, who all are there in your
home?”.I said I have a younger sister. He asked “What about mom and dad?”.I
said everyone has mom and dad. He said “Not everyone has”. I could feel a tear straining
at the corner of my eyes. I tried to recover fast and asked him “What do you
like the most?” He said “I like it when someone scolds me”. I was surprised and
asked why. Amir said “Bhaiyya I feel some one is bothered about me when they
scold me. Someone cares for me”. I was really beginning to like this boy now.
“Amir, what do you miss the most?”He
said “Bhaiyya, I miss having a pet name. No one calls me anything that comes
from the heart. Everyone is either sympathetic or looking down on me”.
Swallowing the lump in my throat I
asked “Amir, will you smile for me?”He said, “Bhaiyya, do you know when a
person gets angry most? When you are hungry! I have not had food. How can I
smile?”
I took out a chocolate from the pocket
and gave it to him. He grabbed it and said “Bhaiyya I will come now”. Before
finishing the sentence, he started running. I went behind him. He entered a
small room in which a small girl was sitting. Amir offered the chocolate to the
little angel. She took one bite and gave it to Amir. He shook his head, gave it
back to her and smiled...That was the most beautiful smile I have ever seen and
I will ever see. Stealing the moment on my camera, tears started rolling down
my face and it hasn’t stopped since.
Arun Babu.