Story from Guzal Botirova

Higher Profession

Heavy rain has been falling continuously for several hours. Since it started raining, Robiyabibi was also sitting in front of the window staring at the patter of the rain.

Robiyabibi’s heart was filled with sadness, as if looking at the rain would wash away the wards in her heart. He was so engrossed in such thoughts that he did not even notice Madina’s entrance. He thought only of his words “it’s raining beautifully”. Rabiyabibi looked at Madina as if she had woken up from sleep and said:

– That’s the rain. With its beautiful rain, it has become a habit to wash away the wards in people’s hearts, – said Robiyabibi thoughtfully.

  – Oh, how did you know? Madina said jokingly

– It’s just visible. Everyone knows that. Just like my mom is a doctor.

  – Well, then why does nobody know your profession? Madina said

  – I don’t have a profession, I’m still just a student

  – In the future?

  Robiyabibi looked at Madina and thought.

  – My future profession… – he thought and:

  – Come on, Madina Khan, let’s hear from you first, – said Robiyabibi in a sarcastic tone.

  “It’s better to say that it’s not clear yet,” he said, and Madina became serious.

This conversation soon spread to Robiyabibi’s school. Now everyone was laughing at Robiyabibi. Madina, who was the closest, laughed at him and belittled him as “useless”. Even his teachers looked at him with pity.

One day they humiliated Robiyabibi and made fun of her. She left the class crying. While she was walking on the road crying, she did not see the car coming and was hit by a car…

People gathered quickly. Robiyabibi was taken away by Ambulance. But it was too late.

In an instant, the gathered people dispersed in an instant, and there was hardly anyone left on the street. However, on a single crumpled piece of paper, written in large letters, were these words:

 “RESPECTFUL OF WHO A MAN WILL BE IN THE FUTURE, WHAT OCCUPATION HE WILL HAVE, HE SHOULD ALWAYS ACQUIRE HUMANITY.

MY FUTURE AND PRESENT PROFESSION IS HUMANITY.

Botirova Go’zal