The story of everyones childhood is same. The day you started standing on your feet The day you stepped out in this world Just remember when you preferred loneliness & peeping out of your windows Reading the nature of the world You started looking around Just remember You felt shy,afraid of even a little air breeze,the horn,the whisper, the whistle or any noice even Even afraid of chrips of birds You trembled,got afraid,got psychic... Even the unknown people, passers by & felt afraid of such people, ran back & told the whole story to the Mother or brother or to near ones. You told an old man was staring at & as it looks black with long hairs with red eyes. Tried to hide in a corner with the intentions the mothers love & care will help as you felt anxious & nervous this time more. But it was an attitude,an idea or an imagination which was fake. The next day proceeded ahead but this time now with more smartness more energetic way, now not remembering their childhood. Blow horn,whistle but now do not care about others or little children or the generation next. Recall your childhood. But when they are targeted by Bombardment,Shelling Gernades,Bullets.... Firing,made to be kept indoor,Thirsty,Fasting,Threat to survival,Bleeding. What is going on... The extremes of life,children or Old,Sick Patients need care. Recall your childhood & think & feel what is going on in GAZA. Love the CHILDREN & Love the ELDERS. Love Humanity. STOP WAR CEASE THE WAR.
Posted on: Mon, 21 Jul 2014 10:34:38 +0000
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