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#destiture
In the scorching son he breaks stones into pieces to earn livelihood for his family and does not stop his journey until the sun sets in the unending horizon then spends the whole dark night watching galaxy of stars in the milky sky waits for the next morning to begin his tiresome day again homelessness and poverty are his well-wishers his children are never blessed with colorful dreams nor born with silver spoon in their mouth and one day these destitute and unfortunate children of nature will also start their journey by breaking stones on road to live a miserable and poor lives how long this process will continue even almighty god may not know and this endless journey will never tire to train next generation (By Kishan Negi)
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Dec 25, 2016
Dec 25, 2016 at 4:04 AM UTC
Endless Journey Of A Labour