I was walking on the pavement, near the road side when I saw a man totally wrapped in shrugs with only his eyes visible where a small portion of sunlight was falling on him, sitting on the opposite side where I was walking....
Then for a moment I went blank I mean there was nothing going in my head except that image... Then I thought that is the actual man kind about which none of us ever think of, I mean they are the actual people who make us rich or who make us become what we are and still we never think of them..... That image did not let me sleep for two I mean I was forced to think over him again and again that what might have happen that had brought him to this situation but then I realized that it might be his deeds that have brought him here or it might be the result of his previous births that he is here..... I mean the cycle of Karma.....
Innocent Poverty
