Frothy the Frog

I want to be happy.  I say this to myself and then sit and cry.  Haha ! Ironic. They say irony is there in every moment of our life.       What i want is to be happy but i cry and shout,”Can anyone make me happy?”
We live this life anyway, Often it is like life was living us and we dance like puppets on strings to meet its demands. There are  inspirational  incidences  to give you a new way to look at your day and your life. They show you there is good everywhere. They give you tools to be happier and find self motivation.
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If life is lived in every moment, then life is always at its best.  That´s the way life is at its best – you live only now. You never stack old happiness or go hunting for future happiness, you simply be there. You become happy, you share from your happiness and pay it forward.  Speak life to those who cross your path. The power of words… can create wonders.
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Frothy and Picku …………..

“Well, are you going to look at me all night, or are you going to study something too?” the frog said with sarcasm. The boy was sitting on a huge cement pipe, opposite the wall of his kitchen. The street lights beamed with full brightness and they lit the entire courtyard. They were turned on from 06 00 pm till 06 00 am everyday.

“Why do you say that? Cant i look at you!” , asked the boy.
“shh! silence, we talk later”, said the frog after cornering himself near his burrow hole.

“Get closer, closer”, the insect gets closer and clear in his eye and he grabs the beetle by it’s head and swallows it.

Days continued and the frog will come out every night.  He will see the boy with the book and go back to sleep in the morning.  They will talk to each other. The boy will express his experiences to the frog. They became friends.

Once frothy thought of telling a story to picku the boy.  And he said that to him that night. Picku would keep the book closed and listen to frothy with rapt attention.
A group of frogs were traveling through the woods, and two of them fell into a deep pit. When the other frogs saw how deep the pit was, they told the two frogs that they were as good as dead. The two frogs ignored the comments and tried to jump up out of the pit with all their might.
The other frogs kept telling them to stop, that they were as good as dead. Finally, one of the frogs took  heed to what the other frogs were saying and gave up. He fell down and died.

The other frog continued to jump as hard as he could. Once again, the crowd of frogs yelled at him to stop the pain and just die. He jumped even harder and finally made it out.
When he got out, the other frogs said, “Did you not hear us?”  The frog explained to them that he was deaf. He thought  they were encouraging him the entire time.

Frothy finished the story. “Hey picku”, he shouted. “what did you think when i was saying the frog story.”

“Frothy, i thought about a lot things, good and bad, things that happened in my life.”
“I thought about the lost moments of my life”,
“Why do you think too much my friend?” , asked the frog, who understood picku as a friend.

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“You know picku i will tell you my story one day, you only tell me what it is after hearing me.”
“Oh , i would like to hear it. for sure”

There was a humming sound, it was frothy. He was lipping a Hindi romantic song. oh ! wow , hindi songs make romance more romantic… Almost all who hear them fall in love with them….   Picku too   liked it very much.
“You sing so well frothy, where did you hear this song from”
“I used to sing this for my sweet heart.”
“Hey Old boy!” and picku rose up from his seat, exclaiming as loud as possible at 02 00 am in the morning. He was so excited to know about his best friend’s love.
“Who was she?”
“More than everything”
“I felt as if i will never meet anyone else, without her i was scared to death that i will grow old alone ”

Picku liked the way, the old fat wrinkled frog was telling his personals to him.  He was feeling like a part of it. He could imagine frothy’s sweetheart, tender and beautiful.

“You don’t see a point in going on with your life,  if she is not there. Am i right?” , asked picku.

“So true”
“True….I was too frightened to ever open up my heart to love anyone else….”

“Ohh ”

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“OK picku, if  i can ask you one thing?”

“Imagine that  i am a new born baby and you had a chance to name me…”

“sounds interesting …”, said picku.
“what name would you suggest ?”

“Think picku, think” , said frothy.  Picku was already cramming his previous question papers.

It was 06 00 in the early morning of 27th Dec 2004, two  days  after the christmas.  Frothy made a move back to the burrow as it was time for him to go back.

Picku closed the book, made his way to Dasettan’s Tea stall. There he read the newspaper as usual.
The headlines read, ” A Tsunami wave hit the Indian Ocean territory, due to massive earthquake that occurred at 00:58:53 in the early morning”.

All newspapers had the same headlines.

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Author: apboss

I love to share and experiment with words, words for me are like olfactory senses, they wake me up in a garden of experiences, SOUL meets me

3 thoughts on “Frothy the Frog”

  1. A writer is a frank person, such people should be courageous and fearless. I wish that your blog will be a place where visitors will find something useful to think upon, let it spread happiness. I am a very positive person and believe in making friendship with such people. Relations after all are decided by our commitments, if we are sincere then we get back the best relations. You are so right in saying, Life may cheat but it cannot defeat us…. good luck ! [:)]

  2. nice one, I liked the views about life, yes, the desire for happiness & to make the happiness more real by sharing them, is what we all are craving for, the frothy’s story is also nice, when the moral says (if I get it right) no matter what happens we have have to believe in our self and move forward

    (I think there’s a errata in the post,the time which u mentioned was GMT, the tsunami hit india around 6.30-7.00 AM 26- dec, 8.00 AM indonesian time, newpaperwala’s can’t print news that fast, so technically speaking pinku wasn’t able to read about tsunami, he drank the tea and went to sleep, again 🙂

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