The Story Of Yellow Light ( Glass Balls)
May 18,2022 || Wednesday
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The Story of Yellow Light
(The YELLOE LIGHT)
My love romance with the yellow streetlight is from my childhood days. The worm of enlightenment had entered in my consciousness(intellect) at the time of very early age. In those days, since the Enlightenment was on its rise, to give life moth(the night insect that hover around fire, or light and dies with this gire, its only purpose is to love the light) also used to hover around the bulbs in love with the light.
Then the bulbs would have yellow light in the ancient days (that were glory days for me) and in the darkness of the night there would be a different view of yellow light, then the light pollution would be less so the darkness would be very deep. And the light of the bulb faded and the swarm of moth on it made it even dimmer.
As the blood of the people and our society has turned white. So the moth are no longer in love with it(they like yellow light) .
"The people, fearful grom the light of moon, they like yo die in the darkness"
Regarding yellow street light a have a story of my own life to share with you.
THE 7 houses 🏘
I uses to live in an area, far away from the city lights, yes i was inhabited in a village for many years, the place where we had lived in was having 7 houses. Can you imagine? A very peaceful place 10KM away from any other living body. Have a bunch of 7 houses of the same family, under governance of a single person that was my grandmother. Yes so much calming and very beautiful place, far away from the noise of city. Far from the depressing atmosphere, a totally clean health and soothing environment.
This is a story of more than 13 years ago when it was first year of my teenage. There were 6 sons of my grandparents, each has their own house and each of them was married, including the father's home, there totally were 7 homes.
Occupation of These Seven
My grandfather was a carpenter and he did not have had any shop to work, people came to him he takes their orders there and make their wanted things for them. Sometimes he used to go to people's homes to fix their old furniture that was unable to be lifted and brought to my grandfather. Now my grandfather is a paralyzes person from his left leg, that is cut in result of an extreme disease. It's been one year and 7 months he is sitting on a bed. I am really pity on him. Once he was a source of happiness, a shadow of peace now he is every time looking someone to help him.
My Father. Was eldest among all the siblings. He worked as a fair collector in a transport company, later we bought our own bus to use it as a public transportation vehicle. Now my father is retired from his job and working as a farmer of fields and owner of a cow farm.
Uncle #1: was a self employed who run an ox 🐂 with a vehicle to transport goods for other people. He was really a hardworking man. Now a days my uncle is driving a vehicle of a soap company, a drop shipping work. Once a driver is always a driver.
Uncle #2: He was also a carpenter but a modern one in skills, firstly he learned this skill from grandpa. Then he has been sent to city to learn more and modern skills to be a perfect carpenter, he was working that time to make modern design furniture. He is still now a carpenter but he moved to another city 70 kilo meters far from us.
Uncle #3: My this uncle was a tailor that time, he was most humble person in whole of the joint family, he was a straight forward person. Now he is not with us, he left this world three years ago. His children are surviving on the money he saved by working as a tailor.
Uncle #4: was a wood cuter that time and he also drove a ox as a transport vehicle, and he is still alive and till now he is working as a wood cutter, now his children are grown well and studying in universities like all the childrens of my whole family.
Uncle #5: He had a fresh juice shop in the little chowk of our village. He has now a vegetable shop and a truck for goods transportation. His two sons are looking after of the shop and he is driving a truck. And earning a good amount gir their livelihood.
Playing With glass balls in the street under yellow light
Main part of the story :
The main part of this story get started from here.
The reason behind telling you all this story of their occupation is to arise the interest and importance of time and company. The time they spend together was really a blessing. All of the six bothers their parents and waives with children. Get together after eating the dinner, this was a time for amusement and refreshments. This was the time when everyone gets to the home after a long working day. They first meet to their family eat the dinner together and after that
Almost after 08:00 PM in summer. Yellow Light bulb gets turned on. And glass balls are brought to the ground the real matches get started now.
Just imagine playing with glass balls under the yellow light in between a street made up of mud homes. The view i can remember my childhood, the full scene of that film is playing in my eyes.
There were a lot of loud laughter, the sound of these laughters Going far from the houses but no one was around to listen this happy laughters, whenever one of my uncles was close to win the game screams with a voice of happiness and joy.
The crowd was no one but own family. Own children and grandparents. And i am now missing that moments, all the persons were together that time aren't together right now. The old ones are sitting on their bed being paralyzed and the person who were young that time ate now old. And the children of that time are now young and mostly of them are married now. The family of those 7 men gets wasted into 40+ men with their wives and 3 to 4 children of each one. The family get increased but the happiness are decreased, i am missing that yellow light. I am missing that street, i am missing those glass balls and i am missing my childhood.
Writers message
This article is my original content, i didn't copied even a single word from anywhere. A totally plagiarism free and original content I spent a lot of time, almost 4 bourse in writing this article. I hope you will love it.
Disclaimer :
FICTIONAL STORY
This is completely a fictional story produced and written by @SaraEllen don't think that this is a real life story of Sara Ellen. But my feelings while writing this story are super emotional and real.
TAGS USED IN MY ARTICLE.
Yellow Light.
Street light.
Romance.
Consciousness.
Moth.
Enlightment.
Grandparents.
Carpenter.
Bus conductor.
Modern.
Tailor.
Driver.
Fruit shop.
Glass balls.
Childhood.
Old.
Paralyzed.
Scattered.
Laughters.
Transportation.
Truck.
Village.
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