Thursday, 24 April 2014
As I step out of the house they mock at me
Though it has become a routine affair every day , it doesn’t bother me anymore and I laugh back at those baseless craps which they blabber out without worrying about the future
Feeling the morning sun on my skin , I walk along towards the bus stop like a soldier marching ahead
It tires me out every single day , but quitting seems much more tiring
And finally I reach , take my blue uniform out of my bag , put it one , get hold of my ammunition and be fully prepared , to sweep the floor making it as shiny as possible protecting myself from the pinches of my past and assuring my kids a good future
That day was like any other day. She got ready for her show. Closed the door and opened the umbrella to avoid a mild drizzle that h...