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Life is Unfair
Everyone Struggles
Let's Not Make That An Excuse

October 8, 2010


Dressed in ragged pants and torn shirt, Sheru found himself a place in the shade along the fences of the park.  He took out a cloth from his bag and hidden it was zunka bhakar.

As he had the bite of his lunch, he watched the children playing cricket, football and running around in the park.  Seeing them reminded him of his childhood days when his heart yearned to play with them but all he could do was see them play as he served tea and washed the cups from the tea stall across the road of the park.

He stared into the park searching for his own image when he felt a tap on his shoulder of another man across the fences who said “Are you going to sit here all day or going to do some work too?”

He got up and put the remaining food covered under the cloth back into his bag and started walking off the park.  As he looked back, he knew that the only thing he would never have was a childhood to call his own.


♪♪HARINI♪♪ said...

That was beautiful! speciallylast line. Loved it :) the

V Rakesh said...


Sh@s said...

Childhood lost to poverty. Sad and moving.

sonal said...

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Your writing is different. I like it.

Hope you dont mind if i follow your blog :)

Keep writing ..

Adisha said...

Nicely described... beautiful emotions.. The desire to have something you never will ...

Ravali said...

reading this post , every one with out a fail will just slip in to the childhood memories of their own .. gud wrk buddy .

The Survivor said...

@ Harini

Thanks a lot. Good to see you here.

@ Rakesh


The Survivor said...

@ Shas

That's true

@ Sonal

Welcome to the den of the Tall Guy.

Good to know that you like my writing.

The Survivor said...

@ Adisha


@ Ravali

Thanks Ravali