Allured by certain objects ,our heart quenches when we get them . Human nature doesn't get a slightest fraction of satisfaction . We are running around the glittering sectors.
"Freedom" the word brings a sense of bliss .
At the time of Lock down imprisoned in our dens I felt the breeze as i creeped out in the night, and got freeze .
My heart wanted to visit Gurudwara, to pay homage and gratitude to my lord. But , my
attraction towards my freedom, bought tears in my eyes .
Hunger and poverty were lingering on footpath . These things which we tress pass in our daily routine were scratching my insight to beautiful lives of years
The Gurudwara is ten miles away from my hide , but i hardly could drive to reach middle of these ten miles . All this while we were taught social distance, and at that time of night i saw hundreds of people sleeping together on paths .
Their clothes were torn . What they were left hardly cover their private parts . Young toddlers were peeping in bins to fill their stomach.
I was taken back, what I have to donate at gurudwara i gave in small hands. I was attracted by freedom to be free but attacked by the line between realities and my dreams.
I drove back to my hide , switched of the lights and thanked god for giving me this beautiful life.
"Stay home stay safe" and help the ones who are living in their graves . Lock down has taken away people's job , poverty is throbing in the hearts of our countries lot .If we have rupee hundred in our hand at least give ten to a needy
friend .
My god says instead of giving donations in religious place , why can't we bring smiles in needy faces . Mantain social distance with love to our loving citizens , giving mask and giving food of one hour , will help a lot .
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