A Tall Tragic Tale-W

On the day before Christmas 1997 I was in a supermarket Saw many people,I thought it’ll take long time to buy gifts Christmas getting more and more annoying every year, Cursed and wondered if kids really play with costly toys. Noticed a small boy pressing doll against chest, touching hair Looking sad,asking granny if she has enough to buy the doll She asked to wait, looked around, left the boy with the doll I walked to him, and asked who he wanted to give the doll to. He said “The doll my sister wanted the most this Christmas” I replied,”Don't worry, Santa would bring it to her after all. The boy said,” I don’t think Santa can give where she is now My mom will carry it as she's about to go to see God soon I told Dad,tell mom not to go, wait my return from the market I reached my pocket,had enough for the doll and some spare The granny came, I left market finishing shopping differently. On my way home, I couldn’t get the little boy out of my mind. Then,remembered having read the news of a drunk truck driver Hitting a car in which there was a young lady and a little girl The little girl died right away and the young lady was in coma. Next day,read the news that the young lady has passed away. Bought roses, went to the mortuary where dead body exposed Saw her in coffin,the photo of the boy and the doll on her chest. ************ **Unfortunately it is a true story except my going to the mortuary though I wanted it much but could not as I was a foreigner in those days. My only pasttime was to visit Malls and reading newspapers. ============================================ Dr. Ram Mehta Seventh place win in Contest: My "Saddest" Christmas Ever sponsored by Constance la France