Dry hair Dry skin Hopes are dead and their dead bodies are also dried
I wish God should come down now and save your watery smile before it shrinks and vanishes somewhere in our dry sleepy minds
But why whenever my eyes see you either you are alone or in the arms of not a mother like mother I wonder whether hunger had murdered love of a mother
I wonder whether you come to this world without a father
Or somewhere watery eyes of your mother wet heart of your father are still waiting and praying for your comeback without knowing a dry YOU is dying without water
We come across children living in miserable conditions near railway stations, temples, in markets, near bus stops etc. Often we found them alone or with pitiable ladies whom we assume as their mothers but never with their fathers. Why? Is it because a mother can gain more sympathy than a father or these children are the result of momentary attraction/torture? But how could a mother let her child to live in such a pity or is it a modern way of begging? Sometimes it could happen that parents lost their children and their lost children were seen as used for better begging. Is our ignorance responsible for this?