Our world is small
We sense content with little,
We are very small in this paradise of god!
We know simply ‘how take care of sheep’
and we moved around in search their food,
Because when they become happy and grow
They bless us to prosper!
People call us nomad!
But we are concern about the life with us!
When summer approach and snow started to melt,
Green covers spread out on the mountain valley,
We moved from the river valley
And spent the summer there-
to cater the need of our adored friends.
When snow starts to melt down,
We come down.
Now things are changing!
Last year we were divested.
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We gather the information
from river water
about snow melting;
and moved ahead.
But without warning,
thunders come with snow followed by downpour
We have lost our children and many great friends,
Every one suffers!
Don’t know ‘why weather deceives us’?
In the memories of the discussion with nomadic herding people in their summer camp site, they are belongs to Bakarwal community of Jammu and Kashmir ( near Patnitop), India, in 2011.
