p o o r C o m p a s s i o n
while walking on a foot path
On a dusky evening..
eyes sudden got stuck on the roadside
I saw a mother rather I would elaborate saying:
a working mother feeding her new baby
on the wooden bench of the tea stall
where she works.
the view was something that broadly able to justify the Indian grading system in an well manner.
Despite of thousands of plannings and steps towards the mother walfare skim that the government regularly thinking of.
Believing that one day with the new sun rise all the sorrows and pains of the roadside workers will be wipe out.
