Life’s Little Happiness
There he was, isolated from the rest of the world. No lights of any festival were bright enough to reach where he was.
He had the responsibility of serving and protecting his mother land. Away from his family, all he had was their pictures and heart full of memories.
Like everyday, he was trying to connect to his family. Multiple attempts to make a single phone call. This had become his daily practice lately.
But today, he was a little more determined to stand in heavy rains and thunderstorm and make phone call. Firm and strong. Just a single call so that he could listen his baby cooing for once and bless him. And he certainly wouldn’t ask for more. It was his baby’s first birthday after all. The little soldier had turned on and needed his father’s blessings.