Aarav's fifth birthday

Extreme transcendental brightness, which had no beginning, no ending. This enchanted brightness was spreading numerous infinitesimal rays everywhere. Transcendental music vibrated everywhere; all liberated rays were impalpable and they were organized in an incredible pattern according to the vibration of the music. A child of almost five years old with a golden feather was trying to hold some intangible rays; he was f lying behind these rays and following the pattern made by them. Suddenly, rays travelled at a high speed towards somewhere. The child also flied behind them and after some time he reached between the many large edifices of gold. There were many types of incredibly designed golden edifices and between them there was a golden sphere revolving on its own axis. The child looked at everything in amazement, and suddenly he observed that those rays which he was chasing went inside the golden sphere. He wanted to touch that sphere. As he forwarded his small hand, he felt that someone was observing him from behind. He turned, there was no one. He flew around the revolving golden sphere. After revolving he came back in the same place from where he started. Suddenly, he observed a mysterious shade, which was passing between the golden edifices. He moved toward that shade. Immediately he observed that the shade was expending everywhere in between the golden edifices. The shade had thousands of arm-like structures and many heads. These hands motioned toward him and he was very scared. He flew away from that shade. He realized that the shadow chased him to capture him from every direction. He was hiding between the edifices of gold but now he was completely surrounded by the shadow and there was immense darkness. It was very hard to move anywhere. He was very scared and cried.

'Oh! Dad help me, save me, this devil will take me away from you forever, please help me,' he cried.

His dad turned the light on. It was very small room, beautifully decorated with ancient wooden carvings. Aarav was trembling in his bed and crying. His dad, Manav, came quickly close to him and lifted him in his strong arms.

'Oh son, what happened?'

Aarav opened his eyes, and hugged his father.

'Thank you dad, you saved me again, you are my super hero. You always save me from that devil.'

'Oh dear, why do these dreams come to you?' Manav was tense. 'Okay now I am sleeping with you, we will fight together with that devil.'

'Okay, Dad.'

Aarav slept close to his father. He was trying to hide his head in his father's chest. Manav switched off the light which was attached to the bed.

Human instinct never changed. Desire to rule the family, society, states, country and world remained the same from the beginning. This desire separated humans from their supreme power. This greed for ruling increased day by day and they also wanted to rule the nature. People are enslaved by their own kind. The difference between them was just that one side have control on nature and other side was dependent on nature. They were super humans, they could control everything in nature like water cycles, vital process like photosynthesis, even they could control the sun.

People were highly developed in all the ways and one side, on the other hand there was darkness. They looked like primitive farmers doing hard work in their farms by using high technological equipment's. These farmers thought that super humans were their lords and worshiped them to receive their blessing. At the end of every season, they sacrificed their total crop production to the lord, as a result they received sunlight, rain, and oxygen, everything necessary for farms and food for them and their family. Like every day, this was the time for the distribution of food, farmers stood in a long que for food. Manav stood in queue, waiting his turn. His dark eyebrows were frowned and looked like he was in big tension. He was lost somewhere in himself.

'What happened mate, today you look too stressed?' his friend behind him asked.

'Tomorrow is my son's fifth birthday,' Manav replied. His throat was dry and eyes were wet.

'Oh! Mate, it's not in anyone's hand, these are laws and we must follow them, good luck mate.'

They were talking. Huge fat, bald, food keepers yelled loudly, 'Hurry up, hurry up night is near.'

It was turn of Manav. He took out a walnut cake and other edible things. His son Aarav liked walnuts from very young age, when his son started to speak he could recognize it. Everyone took food and walked toward to their home.

It was Aarav's home, made up of wood and was very beautiful. It was preparation of his fifth birthday. He was very happy and just waiting for his father because he promised him to tell a secret story tonight. Instead of happiness there was mourning expressions on the face of his mother, Evya, and his father, Manav. Aarav was waiting with curiosity but Manav and his wife didn't want to see this day. Finally, Manav arrived home. Suddenly all sunlight was gone. Evya lit the candle and asked Manav, 'How was your day?'

'Not too bad,' he sighed.

'Oh dear.' A tear came out of her eye, her throat got filled, she was not able to speak anything. Suddenly Aarav entered.

'Hi dad, how are you, I missed you badly today.'

'I missed you too dear.' Manav hugged him tightly.

'Dad, tomorrow I am going to turn five and every time I asked about my sister, where she gone, you...