Why Us?

Autobiography of dying Little Fly

She was recalling all the good memories, family and friends while taking her last breath, she asked why we?

Han! Who was she?

I am talking about a little buzzing fly, who was just passed away with a tragic death along with her whole family and relatives.

She was just a little kid, playing and making fun with friends. These little kids were buzzing around a dust bin full of half-eaten burgers and sandwiches. This dirty dust bin was used to be full of food all the time.

“Dad why these people don’t eat a full meal? If they are not hungry, they shouldn’t get the stuff, just to throw ‘em away”, agitated little fly said.

No! my little doll. These people are good, they leave ‘em for us and other creatures.

So, if so. Why they used to blame us for all kinds of diseases. Said little ponytailed fly.

O My doll! We have to do, what has to be put on us from our God. We are made responsible to buzz around the dirt. We have to transmit parasites or bacteria that may cause various infections in them. If they have the problem, they must have to clear the dirt first, not blame us, because these parasites or bacterias might be good for them.

Little the kid left with her friends to play by the bin. They were enjoying themselves and making fun of little Beatles, mosquitoes, ants, and other bugs.

“Away, away, fly away; behind you, all”, cried, dad.

No heed to the warning.

A dense smoke covered the whole area by the bin. The time which cleared the smoke also made the playground silent. It was an insecticide spray by Waste management and pest control.

Dad rushed towards the kids, but all in vain. It was too late now. Dad took his little angei in his arms and now she was taking her last breaths.

Dad! What we had caused to them. Why us?

No…No… you will be all right. I swear, I swear

By: Syed Kazim Ali shah