Morning Sun gleamed each day travelling successfully in the eastern horizon spreading its red colour concentrating around the circle !
When he tried to enter the crowded hall, murmuring blended with contented pain fill the space. With a choosen chair when someone suddenly emerge from their respective seat gave him some relax. The bye standers of every patient seemed restless when the fan suddenly stopped for some hours because of inadvertent power failure. They impatiently fan themselves with papers and kerchief in their hands. The pain in his right hand shoulders was so acute that he can't skipp off the lunch hours to return for the next day's arrival.
But he feared while entering inside the consultation room of the doctor, his expansive diagnosis, by which his mind is not ready to sccumb with any hard truths about life. He made his eyes closed and breath tight and hold it upwards while the doctor was searching on scan screen for the default. The pressure he insisted with his equipments fluctuate and deviate simultaneously and remains as a record of his encounter with the life pressures. The sugar he insisted with the chemical anomalies traced his bitterness of life by which he tried to overcome it with some sweetness.
After couple moment of his silence he asked" How do you feel?" pain Continously for months." Then why you don't seek medical attention?"frankly fear," Life's ambitions, hard truths... In the midst, a mind seeking Life ? " You need surgery. But Nothing to worry. The medicines he prescribed in his short vasted paper, seemed as a nectar which is capable of lengthening his life equations to him.
Your bystander ?, Nurse asked that question, he answered looking both, If you are intending my wife and children, they are now at distance. This disease and worries cant be passed over to them, but if you purposefully ask, there is one, but standing outside, my horse, I don't know shall I enter him here or not?
To his silly explanation created in the air a woe which can't be filled out by anyone standing at a distance, by which the medical practitioners tried to cope it up with their curing intentions.
He suddenly stand up starring his surgery date, with an eager to understand the cost and gushing inside a hazard of meeting the price. The thought of a losed ring from his hand mask his mind a little by which he has to do a hurdle over pain of slanding positions. He wind up to his tent with his medicine along with his odd horse whereby they were not lucky to see or watch any animal in the street through out.
On their way he optionally visited with his horse a vetenary hospital, for curing the infections caused to its nail.
veternary doctor when tried to observe the wound saw it tieing with some natural medicines and covered It with cotton and cloth for its recovery, Even if he prescribed some, to apply If the wound infection ruins
He tried to anchored his horse very near to his own tent where by other horses were tied for as they grouped together in midst not in entire darkness. In the slight light lit by the horseman of other tents, is capable of pouring and captivating the entire scene of row of tents, awaiting the preparation of a great race.
The herd of the horse where a bit away from there, managed by the racing authorities, somewhat they were made free of practising for about two weeks. Their respective horseman where responsible for herding and practising them for the race. The first and second were given cash prizes by which the horseman himself would get a major share of the prize.
A lamp was seen burning in each tent by which horseman of the tents were provided with a helper, who voluntarily visit each of their tents for support. They share a canteen and bathroom which was supervised by the racing authorities which set up
hurriedly outside as temperory.
The horseman were involved in repairing the belts of horse at night and same is the case of rope they tied with it. visitors there can hear the stumbling sound of hammer and nail or sometimes rearrangements of the tarpaulin sheets above, a mild way of making the things more comfortable. But they cared not to gather together even at night, though they stay in the neighbouring tents, as a part of participation of the race.
But their helper sam and his father occassionally visited some tents and spend in talks for hours, by which it is loud that people in the neighbouring tents can hear. They were not bothered about the race and drowning and drenching into the villiage sites in their talks and trying to enter into nook and corner of their lives for getting any clues to blame. Their uninterrupted talks doesn't hurt the horseman staying in the tents as they were spending their leisures but it caused irritation' to the horses standing there such that they walked vibrantly in and to some meters outside near the way out, seems longing to escape.
Their uneasiness causes misunderstandings in the eyes of their respective horseman, while they tempted the horses with water and grasses, became upset and screamed when they failed to take in. At night when one of the horse happened to bray made a few to imitate, darted into the darkness, where everyone of them were anchored in the sleep.
Their mornings were engaged with the rushness of the food and practices they hold on with varying despersions of with and without hopes. The prize money they expect were programmed and set inside worth in their thought longing for the happenings.
They all moved through different tracks with a crooked mind of fast and slow run at the time of practise for a common setted goal. Their uniqueness in moving in front in the race resetted their version of friendship understandings.
But to franci It was not easy to hold on the rope and harness which was incurred and twisted in the front portion of controlling the horse. His shoulders stiffed with pain which he tried to overcome with the thought of the surgery date advent. He said in front of the horse that"I can't, I can't" while saying this he reviewed the movement of his horse as helplessness, because of his affection towards it.
When he said the same thing in front of other horseman, that some wanted him to withdraw from the race, if It hurt him more" you can approach to racing authorities to move from there so that they make arrangements for that "The comment they poured in front of him was in such a way that he can't make an attempt to answer. They were all indulge in the lack of money and pushed to be alloted it in some ways meanwhile some others asked him to cure his illness with pain relievers.
He fixed his price money in the shoulders of his surgery, where he and his horse became weak day by day by health for their common goals. The practise done by sam while franci was in pain, made the horse weak when he dragged it several times through the track because of his lack of knowledge in handling horses.
The chairman and the President of the racing committee set and reset their arrangements severals times in their discussion. Their rearrangement of the prizes into two make them encounter sharp to spark their skills. In their organizition of the race included the fitness of the horse and the horseman in the days before and on that specific day too. This made him to keep away from consuming any medicines or stimulants with the fear of nullifying his goals. The last moments of selection make him and his horse invade inside the broad way of the track.
On the very day of the race, he made a small pat in its flushed face and said " We are going for a race, try your best but don't struggle your body in pain....think it as a duty for overcoming the pressures !" really a word to horse ? or himself ?before the race, which squeezed the listener adhere into the emotional turbulence of console.Where lies in the control of a game when millions or trillions of cells strifed under pressure ? where lies in the control of a game when our Inhale and exhale moments suffer ? where lies in the control of a game in the inside organs extravagant overgrowths ?
He chipped his thoughts to remain there unhurt,while the gallery overflowed with admirers of horse race. In the valuable seconds before the race, he gave light food to the horse while his stomach altered itself with gastric juices urging something for chemical reactions.
The race authorities' timely shoot out to start up the race in time, succeeded when the horse jumped out into the race track for finding their best timings. The horse of the franci became in front while he scrolled down above the horse with extreme pain in his shoulders when leaning to improve. But the sudden shock of falling made it's heartbeat pounding in pulsating seconds which ungraciously pulled it back to the second position ! but by confronting it with prize. But There were two horses in front of him, for celebrating the first! Drops of Tears moved through his eyes as happiness, when he saw his horse, a winner. He suddenly went near it to appreciate. Then shoked it some more time and affectionately compelled for consuming heavy food.
With the assistance of helper sam, he moved to the tent awkwardly with a dragging walk for which the audience showed their exclamation and pitty gestures.
After receiving money next day he has to go to hospital to get admitted for the surgery. After that he had planned to reach his native place which is very far away from there to live.
When the horse man tried to pack their luggages after taking food from the canteen, they heard the sound of a gun, which playfully served as an alarm for the horses to reach the stable which was maintained by the committee office in competition. People in the gallery while dispersing from their respective seats enjoyed it too with an applaud.
While all the horseman returned to their respective tends tiredly. But some try to pull down some part of the tent.
when franci tried to pull down his tend he suddenly transquilled with a sudden drop of tears into his hand from above. In the hours of perplexity and fear, he saw something is moving nearby.
When he turned back with the constriction of heart, and half a bit eagerness of destroying the suspense, its harness striked his head a little, Roger! he whispered . Are you crying ?
No, don't !
A Race after a shoot! a sudden timing which make all other horses enter into the official stable! A race happened in the opposite direction which made the horse Roger reach near the unofficial tent ! which extend as a race of love !!!
Franci's thoughts deepened. He crushed some natural medicines to apply in its small wounds on Iegs as first aid... After hours synthetic one ! Everyone near their respective tends appreciated him for the prize which leading to surgery and withdrawal. They laughed at the horse for its memory sustainance for choosing the path backward there as a continuation of the morning. They warned franci to make its way to stable. Meanwhile he forget to give it water in that busyful crowded clamerousness.
After packing the luggages, he crisped and wrenched into some clothes and iron bars which made fixed the tent arised ,folding.
Then after checking the strength of the robe which made the horse anchored, he gripped a speedy walk or a run just as in a race which extend as a race of Iove, aiming the racing committee office trembling, to transfer the prize money into giving against accepting , along with some money in his hand which he saved for surgery, considering it as a worth equal to it,while he saw the horseman gathering for celebrating the first prize reward with songs, dance, food, fireworks and colour lights for them, where their horses loomed in darkness in their stables !


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