Can a billion dreams be ever betrayed? We a nation of billion men, yet failing mysteriously to keep our date with destiny. At this moment I don’t have an answer to that question. I tried but failed to explore all the facets of this question. The four lines that ensue are my reflection on the poor man’s plight. Poor that constitutes the majority of this nation of billion. The question that really haunts me now is, whose dreams am I really talking of....?
Poor on the street, dreams no glory but bread
For without it he would be dead
And he is not wrong in his quest
The dawn of realism just quells the rest
For without it he would be dead
And he is not wrong in his quest
The dawn of realism just quells the rest
3 comments:
I wish that poor man start dreaming for his own and working to make his dreams come true.
I strongly despise the pity people shows to the majority of Indians who are poor.
Poverty is not a thing which can not be defeated by human endeavor for his own.
Anyone who tries to make it a collective issue, just disrespects the human ability to live with self-respect. For me a person with self-respect is much more praiseworthy no matters his timely economic situation is rich or poor.
And no poor with self-respect would like your idea of feeling sad because he is poor.
Trust me.
And ohh wow!
you removed my site address from the sidebar of your blog?
Now that's not good! You deserve punishment for that!
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