The Shattered Dreams

There once lived a boy belonged to a family who didn't make much, enough to meet end's need.

As with every little boy in the world, the little boy had a dream ever since he set his eyes on this one particular plastic robot. A cheap imitation of transformers. It was a train that could transform into a gigantic robot.

It was $13 per piece. And there were only two sets in the store.

$13 could've bought the family a delicious meal for almost a week. So the boy, never letting himself pleading for a luxury he couldn't afford set off a target to save some money to buy the robot, which he called it, his first dream to the luxury world.

He began constructing ways to start savings for his dream which would be his first ever toy. Days turn weeks and weeks turn months. After several weeks, he managed to collect $12, just $1 off the target price.

It was a weekend, and he was expecting a $1 by the next weekend. His mind was so into the gigantic robot that he had forgotten that he was having an empty stomach for over a day.
And it seemed everyone in the family was like that as well.

His mother had not been cooking anything as they ran out the last portion of food long hours ago. The little boy kept his money hid at a corner of a bed belonged to all the siblings in the house. No siblings own no bed as there was only one. A 13 years old bed.

The family gathered and chipped in every single cents they had left.

And they gathered zero, because nobody had anything left.

A few hours later of lengthy convincing from the whole family, the little boy in his resentment handed over $12 to his mother in tears.

That night, they had the most amazing dinner in their lives, with rice and the luxury of chicken meats in soup on the dinner table.

The little boy ate dinner and with each chew he could taste the bitterness of shattered dreams.

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It was a few months later that he could manage to save another $13. But the gigantic transformable train robot wasn't there anymore. And it never did each time he paid a visit to the store.

Until a few years later when he could afford thousands of them. But it wasn't the same dream anymore. It no longer matter. As identicality doesn't guarantee selfsame.

And Allah has made him learnt a very important lesson of life and that is one of the best of gift in return. And verily our Lord is the Most Gracious and Most Merciful.