Punishment

Gods are angry with me. They are punishing me, and all these villagers, He thought while walking back to his little hut. It had almost been 3 years since it last rained. He came back to his little hut, to whatever little of it was left, and looked at his wife, lying down on a tattered piece of cloth, her body was burning with heat, and he could feel the heat radiating out of her body. He felt helpless sitting across her sick wife and felt a strong urge to cry, but he could not, as there was not enough water in his body to even produce tears, he could not remember when was the last time he had drank water, or for that matter, anything. He thought  Its not going to rain, if only it rains, everything will become so better. She will die if he wont do anything. It was time. 

He went out and looked at Moti. Moti was a lamb he had brought for her wife four years back. When he and his wife could not produce a child after a lot of years into their marriage, his wife had started being upset all the time.

She would look at the children of other people with a hope and sadness in her eyes. Often she was found holding babies of other people in her hands. She would think to herself how she would give anything to have a child of her own. Deep into her despair and guilt she was loosing the hold to the real world, and then one day out of nowhere, he brought her a little lamb. She looked at it, it had yet to open its eyes, and tears were falling down from her eyes. She took to its care, and soon Moti became a part of the family. She forgot looking at other peoples children, she lost the sense of the world and her world would revolve only around Moti and to take care of him. 

It was time. He looked at Moti once again and went back inside, he looked at his wife and told her, he will be back by evening. She opened her eyes, and tried to smile but he could see even smiling took ardous efforts.
She asked him " How is Moti ? "
"Everything is okay, you just rest " he replied, and she closed her eyes again.

He came out and took Moti without looking at him, inured by circumstances, he held him and walked on. Moti simply followed him, bound by a rope. He looked at the sky, it was a clear sky, with no clouds, and he kept walking.

He knew what is going to happen to Moti, maybe he will be butchered to become feast of some rich seth, or if Moti is lucky, he will end up with some rich enough farmer which could provide for him, but one thing was for sure, he wont be loved anymore. He entered the place, he looked at Moti and felt his eyes gazing into him, as if they were asking him innocently, What all is going on ? He at once looked somewhere else, he had only so much strength to sell him without going insane.

He looked at him one last time, and came out, he is going to be butchered he thought. He had forgotten the world and he kept walking towards home in a half sleep like state, his thoughts revolving around Moti and his wife,  and then a drop fell on him. Surprised if he is crying, his hands reached for his cheeks and eyes. Nothing. Then another drop fell on his bare body. He looked upwards. It was raining. Another drop, then another and then yet another.

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It was raining. Soon it engulfed everything around. People started dancing in joy, and he ? his legs started shaking and he dropped on his knees, and now he could feel water coming out of his eyes. He was crying. Indeed. Gods are angry with me. They are punishing me he thought, and he kept on crying there.