When the Dumb talked

It was 12 at the Noon.A well dressed man, probably a marketing executive with a tie and suite with a briefcase in one hand and a big stone in his other hand stood in the middle of a busy road . Angered, he might kill anybody with it. He shouted at everyone in the watching crowd in a unknown language for doing this to him. The Whole crowd watched him,including the traffic police scared of getting hurt. None was ready to get near him.

Who was he? What happened ? With whom was he fighting ? ...and How would this end ?

With all these questions,just like everyone Mr.S stopped to witness the lion roar in the middle of the arena. He wasn't sure of what was going on. But,he felt sad for what had happened to the man and for the fact that none could stop it. As Mr.S was from a town where the real PEOPLE lived.

The people who would stop by to stop him from doing this. The people who would analyze the situation and act for it.The people who would convince him for what had happened.The people who would slap him on the face for creating a panic and the People Who would rip the person who caused him do this if,he wasn't wrong. But,this place was strange for him. Here all the living machines kept themselves always busy with no time to spare for the world. They had no time to react for the guy who fell from his bike next to them,They had no time either to help the bleeding rich man whose car hit a cow or, the cow that sat with oozing wounds on the road. Because, they had to answer their time keepers.Because,they had to dirty their shirt.Because,they dint know who the rich man or the cow was.Because,they dint know the language to ask him for his need.

S amidst of the living machines watched this,sitting on his bike.And,to his surprise, a filthy dressed female of around 28 passing by stopped. She walked straight to the executive without any fear and spoke the language. She was DUMB. She sighed him to drop down the stone, she asked him to calm down. She waved her hand conveying he was so decent to do this. And,she comforted him telling everything was alright and he will be okay. The executive understood her language.so did S and so did everyone. . . .

The executive dropped the stone with a drop of tear. He gave a thankful look at the women as his eyes would flood at any moment thinking, this was all that he had been longing for. A support,from a soul to end this,whoever or whatever started it. He dint' expect a Dumb women would do this to him. Yeah,she was the one who did it for a craving soul,when nobody could lend a word for him it was the Dumb who spoke.

S felt ashamed of it. He realized it was not the language he needed to end this.
And, everyone departed. . . for the show had been a flop.

Yet another ordinary day!