8 months back i had a to visit a slum area for a project of mine. we had to make friends with a family and stay with them for four days. the process was enriching. how often we crib about our failure's,problems and desires , but have we ever given a thought to ourselves to consider how fortunate we are. I stayed with a Muslim family, they had 6 daughters, all married and stayed close by. their life was not lavishing but yet they laughed, they suffered at the fate of other yet they could forgive , they did not have extra yet they shared. they were more alive than us, more loving than many that move with a mask in our society. they too had made many scarifies for their local people. they opened their hearts and doors for an unknown person , can we ever do the same for someone who is less fortunate than us. !
A short message
one day I cried like heavens plead for their lords who die,
I felt as is I was the only one left alone in the evils eye
I as i suffered from sufferings that were never mine,
but suddenly some thing caught my eye,
I saw a lady passing by , she had no eye
Yet she laughed and never cried..
A strange feeling passed by, I shed a tear that was never mine
that I realized that god sends his mystical spy
to make us realize that we are better of than other who die
every day on the streets we pass by..
Next day I went to search for another gods spy
so that I could send him my reply
that my love for him will never die even
though I suffered from sufferings
that were never mine!