Life has been quite awful for many people these days but nothing Worst than the adversities of the poor labourers in India.
They have been over utilised, exploited by the capitalists for building their empire and now they have been dumped on the road to suffer with no food, no help.
All they want is to return home when the world is stagnant with no work around. My heart grieves for them.
My sweat built Your soaring Castles I gulped tremendous pain To Fulfil your worldly desires And I didn’t complain Even for a second For the tiny bread You thrown at me in return But now when I want you To stand by me You only discarded me I am bruised, But I have not lost hope I will walk forever on the road The place where my heart is The place called home. My sufferings are not new May not shake your inner core Because maybe I am poor And poverty is only meant To lie on the road and suffer!
Be grateful to what youhave and be an Angel for the needy!
Sacred is the noble thoughts lying all around us in oblivion.
Respect and Humility are the first steps towards believing in God. Without this you can’t proclaim yourself a Believer.
We all are designed and coded to see and embrace the goodness all around us. Everything else disturbs us. Violence intimidates us. Disrespect hurts us. Hate blinds us. So why we choose to deter from our path?
Is it the law of nature? Entropy or chaos always increases in the universe. Is it true with humans as well? When we are born we are the purest ones, most civilised ones. And as time passes we become corrupt?
No this can’t be true. Yes some people choose wrong paths. But some, in spite of their painful experiences are adamant. They are never shaken, pushed or knocked from their sacred, virtuous path.
It’s only because of these people, there is still order in this world. So we have to focus and emulate goodness all around us and avoid everything hateful. Because love and respect is the only way forward.
Some people don’t believe in God and always question him. Most of us define God as the one who has created this universe , the one who has created us and try to find him. But we never realise our creator is around us, the one who make sure that we always smile, the one who sacrifice so much for us to make sure our lives become a perfect one. She is the one who has created us , our mothers.
My mother sacrificed her life for me, for her family. But still I see her in my dreams, alive and always inspiring me to move ahead in life by overcoming all the difficulties. I know she is watching me from heaven and guiding me in the right direction through one or the other way.
You can’t deny the fact that Mothers are epitome of sacrifice. Sometimes A son can go wrong but a mother is never wrong!
Hats off to all the mothers of the world. Make her feel special every day so that you don’t regret later!