Who can help them?

Two neighbours Sitha and Devaki both in their middle ages were going back to their homes after the usual morning temple visit. They were discussing all news relating their locality.

A young girl was walking hurriedly opposite to them, but she found time to stop and wish the older ladies with a big smile and then went on her way. Obviously she became the topic of talk then to the older ones.

Devaki started “Who can help these girls? Look at her! It will be a surprise if nobody hurt her”

Sitha joined the talk with much enthusiasm “You are right! In these attire she won’t be spared”

The young lady who passed the ladies was their neighbour. She wore a jeans and shirt. And she was going to her work place. These elders found her clothing today as undesirable as usual.

Sitha continued “Why can’t she wear decent dresses? These are inviting problems”

Devaki said “Who to blame, it is like this nowadays, there is no value for decency and manners. These girls bring police to houses. Even police can’t help them. Nobody can help them”

Then suddenly their talk halted in halfway by a motor bike rumbling, the speedster came so close to them, the driver made some dancing movements with the single front tyre balance and waved at them with both hands and then the vehicle rustled past them. It was Devaki’s second son. And both the ladies were happy to see him.

Devaki happily said “Where is he going in the morning? That was my son, you got that Sitha? He is such a good rider; he drives better than his father”

Sitha said “Boys should know all these. He is driving great even though he is still very young. That is good for you, huh? You can go with him anywhere, no need to wait for your husband’s free time”

Devaki replied “Of course! He takes seconds to go anywhere; he is such a good driver”

The thirteen year old boy with a new model bike without a helmet at 90 km speed in the village curvy guttered road is of course a good driver. No need of more proof.

In the evening police came to both the houses: the Girl’s as well as Devaki’s.

The Girl rescued a young kid from a group of molesters near her work place. A Minister came to her house to congratulate her; the police came with Minister’s escort.

Police came to Devaki’s house related an accident case. Devaki’s son met with an accident and he succumbed to that. Even the best doctor in the city couldn’t help him.