Irony is that those whose sleep under concrete roof say “TWINKLE TWINKLE LITTLE STAR”. And those who have SKY as a roof don’t even know what is ” TWINKLE TWINKLE LITTLE STAR” .
Hi everyone this my first blog here, and the lines written above is something abstract or some kind of fancy to everyone of you. so let me brief, I hope you all like it.
In the rainy season, travelling in a main city road dew on the side windows of cars, and everyone rushing towards home, at the signal a boy almost a 7-8 yrs old comes and try to sell his garlands to me, i looked at him bare feet hands shivering because of cold and struggling for everyday life even he was convincing me to buy his product, and he was actually good in convincing, and to my surprise he was not selling it for first time but from last 3 years. dirty clothes bare feet but the confidence and the shine in his eyes made me think about him, and I started comparing him with the 7 years old kid who go to school with well ironed clothes tiffin new books and with some dream, then i realized something that his parents don’t even have a shelter to cover him he sleeps everyday while looking at those stars, but he don’t know what is “TWINKLE TWINKLE LITTLE STARS”, And from that day while sleeping i remember TWINKLE TWINKLE LITTLE STARS but these stars are not in the sky but those shining eyes of that kid.