The glimmering gold grabbed by a rag picker from garbage,
Not knowing its value, throws it away.
What can we do about it?
The fate is all that would guide us all- rag pickers.
PS:- I hope no one gets offended by my choice of words. Well, if you’re offended, feel free to share your thoughts. I would most definitely analyse them.
A blogger… hmmm No! A writer…. hmmm maybe! An absurd person.. hmmm(hey that might be right)!
But above all this, I am a person…a being… My gender, my nationality, my skin color, my language, my looks.. these things can’t define me.. because I DEFINE MYSELF and I can’t explain it.. In order to know me or rather know bout’ me…you have to be my companion and read and share along with me. Don’t read but view and don’t see but think.. that is all you need to do.
thats what i think as per now… i wud try to tell more bout me with the passage of time.
I am so proud of you for putting this out there even though you worried about your choice of words. I feel like you are really getting to some important stuff here. Keep writing!! Excellent metaphor, the rag pickers.
June 5, 2012 at 7:19 pm
I am so proud of you for putting this out there even though you worried about your choice of words. I feel like you are really getting to some important stuff here. Keep writing!! Excellent metaphor, the rag pickers.
June 5, 2012 at 7:50 pm
Thank You so much… I am quite relieved now. :-)
Now, I am even more happy, being a part of this wonderful blogging sphere!
June 5, 2012 at 9:38 pm
I’m sure with Melissa …please keep sharing with us …you have an awesome view..!!
June 6, 2012 at 5:19 am
Oh! Thank You so much for the support! :-)