Friday, August 21, 2009
Child Actor or Child Labour
This is a family of four (their is is one more infant in the mothers lap) I saw at Chennai/India as I was in my room I heard loud bangs on some sort drum and metal pans. I looked thru the window and saw this. They have made makeshift tightrope with some sticks and some rope on the road it self. and pegged the rope in the road. As they start to bang the drums she ( abt 3-4 years) start to walk on the rope. She walked barefoot, with slippers on , and rolling a bicycle wheel, and also walked balancing a something on her head. And surprising thing is she walked without any safety nets or harness
And all this act was just to earn something for the family. I wondered why the kid has to all the hard work at this age. When his father & mom and able bodied and strong healthy people. I cannot name any other name other than child labour for this act.
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Saturday, January 31, 2009
LOVE NEVER DIES
That was the night
I could never forget
Under the dark sky
Star gazing upon us
Along the empty beach
We were two souls in one
A candle was in the wind
We dug a hole in the sand
We placed the candle in the hole
Let the candle be symbol of our love
Burning so strong in the darkness
Glistening yr eyes showing the love
The moment was frozen with a picture
we talked so much that night
we never cared abt the world
As the candle was going to finish
End comes to everything
As nothing last forever
Yet true love will last forever
I could never forget
Under the dark sky
Star gazing upon us
Along the empty beach
We were two souls in one
A candle was in the wind
We dug a hole in the sand
We placed the candle in the hole
Let the candle be symbol of our love
Burning so strong in the darkness
Glistening yr eyes showing the love
The moment was frozen with a picture
we talked so much that night
we never cared abt the world
As the candle was going to finish
End comes to everything
As nothing last forever
Yet true love will last forever
Monday, January 26, 2009
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
SOULS DEPARTED, SOULS BORN
As I sit swaying my head
I see faces of different emotions
All hoping for great news
Wanting to see new faces
Praying for cured souls
Father to be walking about
New life wheeled to be born
Duty keeps the people awake
As darkness fall, the places becomes deserted
Leaving the loved one to the hand of unknown
We depart leaving our souls & minds
As the gurdian angel of our life
I see faces of different emotions
All hoping for great news
Wanting to see new faces
Praying for cured souls
Father to be walking about
New life wheeled to be born
Duty keeps the people awake
As darkness fall, the places becomes deserted
Leaving the loved one to the hand of unknown
We depart leaving our souls & minds
As the gurdian angel of our life
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