"Ma Ma!", Little Shaurya was pulling his mother's dress just to get her attention, who was busy baking Pineapple cake. His favorite one.
His mother smiled at him and carried him in her arms.
"Ma. Ma", Shaurya said and kissed her cheeks.
"Yes, Baby Shaurya", His mother ruffled his silky soft hair locks and kissed his forehead lovingly.
"Ba . l . Un . Ch (balloons)", he said in his baby voice and his mother smiled widely at him and his baby's soft and broken voice.
"My baby Shaurya wants balloons huh?", She asked and he giggled and stared at her red bindi on her forehead.
"Yech yach (yes)", Shaurya showed his tiny teeth and started playing with her single diamond nose pin.
He loved to watch her face. Red bindi and stone nose pin are his most favorite ones after pineapple cake and balloons.
"Okay, in the evening We will go with your papa to buy more balloons", His mother said and pulled out his chubby cheeks.
"Pa Pa", He said happily and jumped out of his mother's arms.
"Yes baby! With your PaPa. Because Today is my baby's 5th birthday", His mother said and swirled him around.
"Bird day", Little Shaurya said and started jumping.
"Chaulya bird day", Shaurya said and laughed and ran in the whole house. Her mother was running behind him.
"Mama catchy catchy chaulya", He said and giggled loudly.
They laughed and played hide and seek.
In the evening, Little Shaurya was coming back with his parents from the market. He asked his father to buy his favorite toy Gun, balloons and teddy bear.
His father and mother were about to take turns of the valley then suddenly bullets showered on both of them. They screamed and fell down on the street.
Little Shaurya was traumatized by the scene in front of his eyes. His parents were blooded and their eyes were widely opened. He screamed and hugged his parents' bodies.
"Ma Ma. Pa Pa", His tears were making his vision blurry and his heart was pounding frantically inside his innocent small chest to see his family lying down on the street.
He saw how two masked men came and caught him and threw him in the car. He was screaming continuously.
He watched his parents until they disappeared from his sight. He was thrashing his legs. One man slapped him so hard that his head was spinning in pain.
He was sobbing continuously and saying only one word - “Ma Ma”
Here an innocent and happy boy Shaurya died.
After a few hours, somewhere else in the capital city, They locked him in a cell. They gave him one loaf of bread and a glass of water to drink but he didn't touch them.
Shaurya was terrified and whenever he closed his eyes, he saw his mother and father's face and their blooded bodies. He was staring blankly at the same place for hours. He didn't know when sleep consumed him.
"Leave me", Little Shaurya jolted up by the screaming of a female voice.
Shaurya was sobbing silently. But after a few hours he felt a warm aura around him. He turned around and saw that a very beautiful woman was also there in the same cell as him.
He looked at her and he found his mother in her face but he knew that she was not his lovely mother. His mother and father were dead. His parents were killed by the bad men. His tears were running down from his beautiful deep honey brown eyes.