Unknown Meat

She couldn’t even take a match stick  with her hand. But it’s after many years she is  making a soup for her child , the only person left for her on earth. She hold tight her pain as strong as she could. The  pathetic look of her child waiting for the soup was her motive so that nothing else could stop that mother.

” Look mama! I wish we had atleast that loaf of bread for a night😢. ” He said to me I  could feel his shivering words & strength of hunger  looking at the dining table of that wealth you house through the window. “Stop peeping will you? We’re already late help me lift that garbage bundle ” I shouted. I saw his wet eyes but couldn’t console  because  My cry was louder so I had to hle my tears but I couldn’t stop my cracking  heart. We hadn’t had a good meal after Sam had left us in a car crash. We barely had a piece of bread which I bring up picking garbage to the countryside from city.

My little bony’s words echoed in my ears after that so I decided to make him a meat soup which was his & sam’s favorite. I think bony has fogotten it’s taste.  I kept on thinking how to get meat. And so I had no other choice I decided to do it.

The   smell of the soup filled that ‘hut'( if it can be called so)  and bonus rushed to the table  . I enjoyed the joy in his face. I still could see the blood flowing  from my fingers.

 ” What  soup is this mama? It doesn’t seem to be chicken or other familiar ones ” he asked while having it greedily. “It’s so  special bony that everyone can’t get these. ” I said hiding my cutdown fingers from him.