The policeman jabs her with his lathi, like waking a mongrel
she gives the picture of an animal in pain,
she clawed at the stick and abruptly sat up as if to run,
then came the rain of insults, she didnt respond - she was just relieved that the jabbing had stopped,
not a word did she respond as she dragged herself and her tattered saree trailing behind - like this was how it was meant to be,
her only objective is the next meal, no family, no ambitions, nothing - and here we are wondering how we can get that
latest LCD PLASMA TV.
Seeing her I feel ashamed at my easy and bountiful life,
The frustarting part is to realize you cannot make a difference...
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